Thursday, January 16, 2014
I left work at noon today, but I have yet to get in a nap. Since it's already 8:30, there isn't going to a nap. I haven't taken any drugs since late morning, so I guess I'm doing a lot better. I'm a lot less whiny, too.
I picked up my bike. As usual, I thought I got a heck of a deal for what I paid. They didn't charge me to fit the bike. They charged for parts, but nothing for the labor to install them. I love these guys.
I put the bike up on the wall rack, next to the Hub's road bike. I put the rack in last month. (Our mountain bikes are suspended from the ceiling. Not from their wheels, though. I hate that. It makes me cringe. It's like seeing someone suspended by their ankles.) Soon after, I discovered the bike rack was not mounted onto a wall stud. Truth be told, I discovered the bikes lying on the garage floor. It was only through deduction I figured out the wall rack wasn't screwed into a stud.
In the process of separating the bikes, I realized the shop did not true my bike's rear wheel and it still has a bent spoke. I rode on it for six months, but the bike has a pronounced wobble on descents. It's kind of dangerous. And it's not the kind of dangerous that makes the experience more fun. So tomorrow I will take the wheel back and ask them to true it and fix the spoke ... again. (They generally have a great turn-around, though. They'll have done in a day.)
In my bike fit, we decided on new handlebars and a new stem. My bike still had a quill stem. It no longer does. It now has a much cooler looking integrated headset. And this weekend, I'll get to play with the new headset because my bike's plummet to the concrete knocked the handlebars out of alignment. (I was already planning to take some time mounting my headlamps and bell. Might as well break out a few allen wrenches, too.)
I'm anxious to get back to working out, but I need to start slow. Maybe a walk tomorrow. I'd love to go for a ride ... maybe Sunday.