Ode to a Stolen Bike | Elephant Journal

I’ve had a few bikes stolen in my life, and each time it sucks big time!
In high school I spent my life savings from mowing hundreds of lawns and bought a metallic purple Trek 8000.
I will never forget the excitement that I felt the day—I was over the moon!  I rode that bike all over town, every day after school and on every weekend.  It gave me my first sense of freedom: of being able to travel outside the borders of my neighborhood. It instilled a sense of adventure and exploration that has fueled my life ever since.