Not down for good, just time to bring her back to where she was meant to be.
A mountain bike.
Commuting isn't her style.
Now, granted she doesn't look like this right now, this picture is over a year old. She's been upgraded with slicks, another light, rear light, bar ends, saddle bags, and a new seat. But at the end of the day, underneath all the glam and style, she's solid steel. I don't mean it in a heartless, no feelings kind of way. I mean it's a steel bike. Heavy. Very heavy.
Like Ron White said, "you can't fix stupid"
I can't make her aluminum, or carbon.
But I can give her her soul back.
She's tough, reliable, and when she doesn't have that granny seat, quite attractive for an older girl. So I'll put the knobbys back on, the rack and extra light off. And I won't worry about curbs, potholes, train tracks, and mud.
The ol' girl means a lot to me, she was my dad's bike before I got her a few years ago. I put a lot of work into her, and it showed. My dad rode her last summer and told me that she shifted better and rode smoother than she ever did for him.
So when this weather breaks, I'll take her out and strip her down.
And then I'll have my girl back :-)
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Take her out and strip her down?
Sounds kind of kinky. ;)
Seriously - geez is that the same bike? She looks nothing and I mean nothing like that now.
it is kind of kinky, in a Cameron Fyre's dad (Ferris Bueller's Day Off)sort of way.
she doesn't look anything like that now.
Wait, so does that mean you aren't going to ride her?
You're just going to rub her with a diaper?
can I?
Yes, but I swear, if I catch you giving her a tire massage, I'll throw you out the window.
ROFLMAO @ you both!
Great Post jr!!
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