Now to enjoy the fruits of my labor! The new chain and cassette brought back the life in my tired old mountain bike, so I dusted off my tired old legs and pushed them up the mountain. It’s such a wonderful feeling reaching the top, sweat dripping like a faucet, lungs tired, legs tired, smiling muscles tired. I love it.
One of my passions is biking, but I am terrible at maintaining my bikes. I let this one go for sooooo long on a worn out cassette and a stretched out chain that it was driving me crazy. It had begun shifting so poorly that I was finally motivated to make a change. It turns out that new chains and cassettes really aren’t that expensive, and aren’t that difficult to install. I should have done this a long time ago!
Here’s an entry in my semi-obscured self portrait series. This is my daughter and I after riding home from dropping my son off at school. I’ve got a seat on the front for her, and one on the back for him, and they love it (so do I)! This photo was taken with the most portable camera I own, my feeble little droid x.
The kids love going on bike rides, as evident by their huge smiles, not only because it’s fun and refreshing but presumably because the usual destination lately has been a local playground where they can run and frolic and slide and swing to their heart’s content. I do have a confession to make about this picture however, I hang my head low in shame while revealing this fact, don’t beat me up too much, it was certainly an unanticipated accident. As you can see, the kick stand is firmly planted, and as I let go of the bars and slowly crept backwards, indicating to them that I was going to take a quick picture, everything appeared stable. Of course my mistake was telling them to say “cheese and crackers”, which of course in toddler speak meant “please shake and dance and laugh, and don’t forget the large head movements and hand swinging”. Mere moments after snapping the pic, as I rushed back to grab the bike, it slowly toppled, like a large evergreen just beginning it’s long haul off to the paper factory. I subliminally heard the classic lumberjack growl “t i i i i m m m m b e r r r r” floating through the air as the bike began to lean over and continued it’s slow motion fall to the ground. Needless to say, I felt horrible, as the kids immediately bellowed out moans of fright and surprise. Besides my bruised ego, and damaged pride, nobody was hurt. You will note that their helmets are firmly fastened, we practice safety first in our household! So perhaps I can just pass this off as a safety test procedure… This photo was brought to you by my tender little droid x.