Last time I rode my bike was late October last year during the cycling leg of the Longhorn triathlon. Without going into the details of that day, I’m just going to say that I fell (badly) injuring my arm and busting my bike in the process. The shifter ended up all crooked, the tape was messed up and it also got some scratches. Well, I hadn’t had the time or the need to take the bike to the shop, so I just ignored it in the garage since.
But two weeks ago something wonderful happened. It was mid January but the weather here in Austin felt like early spring: high sixties to mid seventies, beautiful sunshine, nice breeze. A sign from above –I thought – that it was time to take my bike out of its misery and finally find the time to take it to the shop. And so I did. I drove down to Jack and Adam’s with both my bike and M’s (who apparently has never heard of such thing as chain degreaser) and got the bikes a tune up. On top of that, since my tape had to be replaced I chose to change the color to blue, to match with the frame and the helmet. (Note to self: now I need new shoes to match.) Two days later, I went back to pick up the bikes and while I’m there I remember that I want one of those aerodrink bottles (the ones that say “I'm such a badass and I ride for so long that I need this huge ass water bottle”), so before I checkout Jack installs the thing on my aerobars. Sweet! I swear if people see the bike racked up they would think it belongs to some serious athlete… then they would see me and they’d be disappointed.
Anyway, it’s now cycling time, right? I mean, the bike is ready for the season and the weather is perfect, right? Not! Well, not only have we not had a single “warm” day since, I also have been struggling with a stubborn cold that won’t go away. So, the bike: ready to roll… me: not so much. I guess I’ll have to wait a few more weeks to get back in the saddle. In the meantime I’ll just keep running.
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