My dad is the real reason I got into cycling. He taught me how to ride when I was five, and we went everywhere. He used to tow me with a bungee cord whenever I couldn't make it up the hills. That's until I got this bad boy. I don't remember what brand it was, bit it had real brakes and more importantly, gears. I have a lot of relatives that live in Chicago, hence the head to toe Chicago Cubs threads. I don't even know how I old I am in this picture. All that matters is that I'm clearly having a blast. Maybe this was the first I made it up without my dad's help. Regardless, thanks dad.