My bike is one of my prized possessions. It’s a really fancy road bike that goes fast and rides smooth. We’ve been together for nine years and I love it dearly.
Over the years it’s had some upgrades. I generally try to do whatever I can to make it look undesirable but I’ll never be able to actually do that. Because it’s a rad bike. Most recently I strung some bells on it. So that if someone hits me it is super jolly. :O
But really. I like riding and I haven’t really ridden since I moved back where I’m living. It’s been icy… but that ceased being an excuse more than a few days ago. I’m just being lazy now.
As of the past ten minutes I’ve become fixated on the idea it needs a tune up (which it does) but that shouldn’t be a reason not to ride it either.
And really I could probably do a tune up or bribe a friend with offer of massage or other trade to tune it up for me. … I have means.
So. My glorious bike. I used to put a tuperware on the back and bike our empties to the bottle depot. To do this I drilled holes in the bottom of our ’empties bin’ which was really a decent storage bin. I’m terribly wasteful when I’m being ingenious sometimes. But after that it was a simple affair with zap straps to get something pretty stable going. The back rack on the bike has never been properly stable… but it’s always been stable enough.