Lying in bed this morning I was thinking about what bike I want to buy next and got in the mood for a ride. Since WT was away in Wellington, that excluded the first option. So I figured I might see what WT’s new SRAD is like to ride. Lay there for a while planning the route I would take, then got up and took dog for a walk. Beautiful day out there with perfect biking conditions, so I was getting pretty excited about going for a blat.
So out to the gargre I go to get the bike out. And therein lies the problem. Turns out I’m just a fricken girl. The damn thing was just too heavy for me to manoeuvre backwards out the gargre. Obviously there is an art to it with such a front heavy bike, but I couldn’t find it. I gave up when the blasted thing started teetering over towards me.
Then I walked into town and did a spot of girly retail therapy, but it didn’t give me any pleasure.
Now where's the fricken chocolate!!!
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