beeristasty
06-03-2006, 04:40 PM
:17:
It started out innocent enough: loose cleats. I do remember in the LeWedge manuals saying something about re-tightening the cleat bolts after the first couple rides. Guess I put it off one ride too many. So I pull over at the State house, and take care of business.
2 miles later, I am spinning up a hill and hear a rythmic hiss. Flat number 1: Rear tire. I notice it now is the proud owner of a couple small splits. Insert new tube, think about returning home b/c of the split, but talk myself out of it and decide to finish my ride. I mean, they weren't bad, and it couldn't possibly happen twice.
3 miles later, I am regretting my decision. Same tire, same rythmic hiss. No more replacement tubes. I am lucky enough to be within walking distance to a bike shop. 2 miles later, find out they closed 30 minutes ago.
Get flagged down by a couple, telling me to go back to the shop cause the owner is there. $62 later, I'm rolling again! Decide to double back and finish my ride.
Fast forward to the the cherry on top: I am spinning uphill again, 5 miles from home, and somehow my chain lodges itself between my small chainring and the frame (~500 total miles on bike & drivetrain/no sharkfins). Refuses to budge. I appear to have entered the bizarro dimension for bike luck. The next fix? Take off my chainrings. Not difficult at all, but put that on top of everything else today and it's the straw that broke the camel's back.
I swear I spent more time walking/repairing the bike on the sidewalk than riding on the road today. So Murphy, I've done my time. Leave me alone! (Of course this means I will be screwed on my next ride)
It started out innocent enough: loose cleats. I do remember in the LeWedge manuals saying something about re-tightening the cleat bolts after the first couple rides. Guess I put it off one ride too many. So I pull over at the State house, and take care of business.
2 miles later, I am spinning up a hill and hear a rythmic hiss. Flat number 1: Rear tire. I notice it now is the proud owner of a couple small splits. Insert new tube, think about returning home b/c of the split, but talk myself out of it and decide to finish my ride. I mean, they weren't bad, and it couldn't possibly happen twice.
3 miles later, I am regretting my decision. Same tire, same rythmic hiss. No more replacement tubes. I am lucky enough to be within walking distance to a bike shop. 2 miles later, find out they closed 30 minutes ago.
Get flagged down by a couple, telling me to go back to the shop cause the owner is there. $62 later, I'm rolling again! Decide to double back and finish my ride.
Fast forward to the the cherry on top: I am spinning uphill again, 5 miles from home, and somehow my chain lodges itself between my small chainring and the frame (~500 total miles on bike & drivetrain/no sharkfins). Refuses to budge. I appear to have entered the bizarro dimension for bike luck. The next fix? Take off my chainrings. Not difficult at all, but put that on top of everything else today and it's the straw that broke the camel's back.
I swear I spent more time walking/repairing the bike on the sidewalk than riding on the road today. So Murphy, I've done my time. Leave me alone! (Of course this means I will be screwed on my next ride)