the desired effects may not be obtained
Just a short distance from my house my bike decided to tip over. The poor Bianchi hurt itself into an un-ridable condition. I, on the other hand, had a nice conversation with the lady in the car my bike was intending to avoid when it fell over. For the first time in my life I beat my bike with a rock trying to bend the bent up parts back to where they should have been so I could finish the ride home. No such luck. I should have known that when you take a big rock to your bike it does not make matters any better. It did make me feel a little better,tho. I cried the obligatory tear of humility. I let one or two slip when I have to walk my bike home because it has been bad. The bike is repairable and I was not in need of repair (for once) The husband showed up to pick me up about 100 feet from the house. I loved his comment “Ya want me to try to fix it so you can finish your ride?” Then he looks it over. “I think it needs to go to the shop” He says. I didn’t tell him that was probably more due
to my beating it with a big rock than the actual crash.
Tomorrow I am riding in the car!