tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post9092081012199829353..comments2024-03-21T03:56:28.972-06:00Comments on Jill Outside: Goodbye to a good bikeJill Homerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02983065990450931943noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post-56052347777355623442012-07-22T09:12:49.825-06:002012-07-22T09:12:49.825-06:00I just stumbled on your blog. I just bought a moun...I just stumbled on your blog. I just bought a mountain bike to get back in shape. Wow .... you are awesome. I didn't know there were girls out there that did cool stuff. You are an inspiration!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post-46112688868177697652012-05-29T05:21:47.832-06:002012-05-29T05:21:47.832-06:00I have six bikes in my carage, and some of them ha...I have six bikes in my carage, and some of them hang there for the most of the time. For me, my fatbike, the 9:ZERO:7, is *not just a bike*. It is an extension of my body and soul. It is so good that you can put it in the same coffin when I die. I would never sell it. NEVER.<br /><br />Ok, yeah, I really love bikes... :)Toni Lundhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05842467508604261945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post-21795911036927796042012-05-27T23:47:07.688-06:002012-05-27T23:47:07.688-06:00I would've bought that bike from you, Jill! I...I would've bought that bike from you, Jill! In fact, Pugsley is the reason I ever stumbled upon your blog oh so many years ago. Kinda bittersweet, for this reader, anyway.... But you are right - it's better to send things onto a place where they will be utilized and enjoyed more frequently. -RachelAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post-17199443294297515642012-05-27T17:28:48.638-06:002012-05-27T17:28:48.638-06:00Bike tour to Nome? Do elaborate.Bike tour to Nome? Do elaborate.Eszterhttp://gooneyriders.typepad.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post-58470778829366967142012-05-24T11:51:01.579-06:002012-05-24T11:51:01.579-06:00Danni, If it has anything to do with riding bikes ...Danni, If it has anything to do with riding bikes on beaches in Alaska, let me try to dissuade you right now. Seriously, hiking is way better when you don't have to drag around a 35-pound anchor. BUT, if it has anything to do with riding bikes on snow in Alaska, yay! I can't wait for our bike tour to Nome. :-)Jill Homerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02983065990450931943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post-15234770436295840742012-05-24T11:46:53.345-06:002012-05-24T11:46:53.345-06:00I have a reason why I am thinking about a fat bike...I have a reason why I am thinking about a fat bike. I will tell you about it later.<br /><br />So long Pugsley!Dannihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02201053516148787578noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post-24491205168451700142012-05-24T10:32:13.566-06:002012-05-24T10:32:13.566-06:00I sometimes wax nostalgic and/or sentimental about...I sometimes wax nostalgic and/or sentimental about my bikes/old car/gear, because it's a fun way to relive good memories. But I don't develop real emotional attachments to things. I don't even consider such emotional attachments a bad thing, it's just not something I'm inclined toward. For most of my adult life I could fit everything I needed or that was important to me in a single, small car, and don't hesitate to unload the stuff I believe I don't need. I still accumulate things, of course, and I enjoy "getting to know" new gear (like my Moots.) But keeping a bike that I do not use doesn't make sense to me. It isn't the bike that matters, it's the experiences I had with the bike, which still exist to me in photos, writing, and memories. <br /><br />Pugsley has been gone for two weeks and I honestly don't regret selling the bike at all. I'm thrilled to think that someone else out there is discovering this sport that has contributed so much to my memories and my personal growth.Jill Homerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02983065990450931943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post-87303688222571668942012-05-24T10:20:47.155-06:002012-05-24T10:20:47.155-06:00Sad, brings back memories of a bike i sold Black B...Sad, brings back memories of a bike i sold Black Beauty. Thinking i would never need it since i was now a roadie; a 1950 Triumph "girls" 3 speed with front basket. 6 years of college, neighborhood runs, then years in the basement collecting dust. I think often of how i could now ride her on daily runs around Portland from my office, I look for her on the streets though it has been 10 years since our parting. <br /><br />My Trek and Specialized carbons are efficient & wonderful but my heart is with Black Beauty. I must go cry now.mclhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15464565192570706726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post-6152313749192844952012-05-24T07:24:27.061-06:002012-05-24T07:24:27.061-06:00I've heard of people sending old pets out to &...I've heard of people sending old pets out to "the farm", but never a bicycle! Hope it (? he? she?) has a good life.....Durango Joenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post-78966544140996310512012-05-24T00:44:37.604-06:002012-05-24T00:44:37.604-06:00Hi Jill,
You and Pugsley inspired me to get ...Hi Jill,<br /> You and Pugsley inspired me to get off the couch <br /> and back in to biking 3 years ago !<br /> So I bought a Pug and started the long road to<br /> getting back in shape, Its been the best thing I <br /> have done in many years.<br /> Thank You and Pugsley ! <br /> T.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post-42179175407330178122012-05-23T22:38:23.689-06:002012-05-23T22:38:23.689-06:00It's like seeing an old friend for the last ti...It's like seeing an old friend for the last time.Jerry Critterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01870618647449723147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post-26767970359494614092012-05-23T22:32:48.066-06:002012-05-23T22:32:48.066-06:00Noooo never sell a cherished bike, it is like sell...Noooo never sell a cherished bike, it is like selling a child, all the memories associated with the pugsy will be lost like tears in rainAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post-64940236210530464322012-05-23T21:55:22.472-06:002012-05-23T21:55:22.472-06:00It's hard to give up your baby... I've had...It's hard to give up your baby... I've had this cruiser that I'm in love with for a LONG time, but now that I'm riding a road bike and training for a century, she doesn't get rode. It kills me. And I've thought about giving her up... Makes me kind of sad too. <br /><br />Sarah<br />www.thinfluenced.comSarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11429074991314349493noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post-12531375751389145022012-05-23T19:57:10.146-06:002012-05-23T19:57:10.146-06:00Okay, I understand your reasons and support that. ...Okay, I understand your reasons and support that. But Jill, it still makes me sad that you sold Pugsley.Doughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09090802854306112252noreply@blogger.com