You walk in the house, head down….. Oh yeah, you’re carrying your bike frame over your shoulder as of you were a cyclocross’er at a run-up… “Damn, Honey… I knew this thing had wheels when I left this morning. I think I lost ’em about twenty miles ago… but I’m not quite sure.” You add, “Not to worry, that set of Enve wheels I’ve been eyeing cost less than $4,000. A drop in the bucket.”
My cycling brother from another mother, the Ragtime Cyclist and I started this line of thinking over a post he wrote about losing or leaving behind shades at a café… Specifically why he now chooses cheaper cycling shades now. From there, it devolved from “Honey I lost my bike” (mine) to “I knew this thing had wheels on it when I left?!” (his).
Dude, it could happen!
In fact, losing one’s wheels would be much more likely than the economy improving with Bernie Sanders as president. Actually, while we’re at it, you’d also have an easier time trying to sell it to your wife that you lost your wheels or even your bike compared to explaining how Bernie Sanders could help improve the economy…
Crazy Bernie notwithstanding, I think we’re really onto something here when it comes to the whole, N+1, or more importantly, S-1 equations that relate to bicycle ownership. In fact, this innovative thinking could actually repair damaged marriages when you think about it! Imagine all the “You want to spend what on wheels?!” arguments that won’t have to be fought! Think about all of the “You want a new bike?!” fights that won’t be had! Honey, I need that Venge ViAS… I lost my bike on the way home!
If you’re in the selection committee for the Nobel Peace Prize, please go ahead and leave a comment. I’ll give you my email address.
Yep, I rode the couch last night.
The weather was iffy – on again, off again cold rain. Rain is my Achilles heel. I just can’t get into starting out in the rain. If it rains while I’m out, no problem. If it’s raining when it’s time to roll, forget about it. I figure I put in plenty of miles anyway, one day off here and there won’t hurt.
Besides, both of my road bikes were recently cleaned and lubed up – the Trek on Monday and the Venge yesterday. I can’t escape the irony of that – the Trek is my rain bike.
Instead of riding, I went to my eldest daughter’s spring band concert then followed that up with a small ice cream cone and the Tigers game on the couch.
There are worse ways to spend a Tuesday night but I missed riding. Ah well, today is another day and I’ll be riding this evening but there is a bright side to this… I really needed a day out of Lycra.
I’ve written recently about a few sore areas that needed a minute to heal after test riding a bike that wasn’t fit properly, by my standards (which are, admittedly, obnoxiously high) anyway. I am notorious for riding through anything that doesn’t strictly keep me from riding. Saddle sores? Meh, I need more saddle time. Aches and pains? I always try to ride through them before I’ll take time off. So far this has served me well but in this case, the day off definitely did a lot of good.
It’ll be right back at it this evening though.