I took the roommate mountain biking yesterday at Memorial Park. I think he’s hooked. He already bought a new set of tires, a sweet jersey, and a pair of baggy bike shorts (basically, standard lycra bike shorts housed in a baggy exterior).

The funny thing is that this same thing happens every now and then. It happened to me when I was a high school senior. My friend took me mountain biking at the same trails and I went out and bought all kinds of bike stuff to fuel my new hobby. When I was a college freshman in Austin, I took an old friend mountain biking and he went and dropped a grand on a new bike and accessories. He then proceeded to become a better rider than I ever was or will ever be, though his bikes are now excellent dust-collectors.

So you see, this is a repetitive process. It just so happens the roomie was in need of a hobby - tech-geek only does so much - and this one happened to be an outdoors hobby, so I think it was a winner. It also helps that female cyclists are in great shape and, uh, wear the standard lycra bike shorts.