She knows somethings up!
There is a lengthy old joke comparing the merits of owning a bicycle to being married. According to the joke one of the many advantages to the bicycle is that it does not care if you are about to get rid of it, nor does it care if you have more than one bike.
I beg to differ. My bitch bike knows. First the debacle with the flat tire the other day. Today the freakin seat fell off after 87 kms of my 10 km ride! Poor maintenance I know, but when it fell off I lost an important part and was unable to get back home. Roo drove the 35 kms to pick me up.
So off to the bike shop this afternoon to try to find a part. No such luck! Apparently my bitch bike is too particular to accept just any part and I will have to try to order one somewhere.
So I spent several hours with the wrong materials and cobbed something up to make it work. Not fancy but my seat is at least stuck on.
So I get everything back together, do a little testing, and as I finished packing up my tools the unmistakable noise of a tire blowing reached me from the other side of the garage. Again? WTF! Yah I know it was a very old tube that I found in the basement but it lasted for 87 kms and that's it?
Okay! So I repaired that but now I am without a spare, and come hell or high water I am going to the races tomorrow. I hope I can buy one at the race but I am doubtful since I need this super long stem one because of my wheels.
The bitch knows there's something up!
It is now 10:15 pm and I need to be up and out by 6 am to head for Woodstock. It is gonna be fun! I am less tired than I planned on being.
(ride 87 kms)
"The journey of life is like a man riding a bicycle. We know he got on the bicycle and started to move. We know that at some point he will stop and get off. We know that if he stops moving and does not get off he will fall off. "---William G. Golding
There is a lengthy old joke comparing the merits of owning a bicycle to being married. According to the joke one of the many advantages to the bicycle is that it does not care if you are about to get rid of it, nor does it care if you have more than one bike.
I beg to differ. My bitch bike knows. First the debacle with the flat tire the other day. Today the freakin seat fell off after 87 kms of my 10 km ride! Poor maintenance I know, but when it fell off I lost an important part and was unable to get back home. Roo drove the 35 kms to pick me up.
So off to the bike shop this afternoon to try to find a part. No such luck! Apparently my bitch bike is too particular to accept just any part and I will have to try to order one somewhere.
So I spent several hours with the wrong materials and cobbed something up to make it work. Not fancy but my seat is at least stuck on.
So I get everything back together, do a little testing, and as I finished packing up my tools the unmistakable noise of a tire blowing reached me from the other side of the garage. Again? WTF! Yah I know it was a very old tube that I found in the basement but it lasted for 87 kms and that's it?
Okay! So I repaired that but now I am without a spare, and come hell or high water I am going to the races tomorrow. I hope I can buy one at the race but I am doubtful since I need this super long stem one because of my wheels.
The bitch knows there's something up!
It is now 10:15 pm and I need to be up and out by 6 am to head for Woodstock. It is gonna be fun! I am less tired than I planned on being.
(ride 87 kms)
"The journey of life is like a man riding a bicycle. We know he got on the bicycle and started to move. We know that at some point he will stop and get off. We know that if he stops moving and does not get off he will fall off. "---William G. Golding
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Peter
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