Sneaking in a bicycle

Post Memorial Day crash my wife has posited this equation: a new bike = divorce court. She’s serious, no more cycling for me. Even as my best biking buddies try to work her over, she’s holding firm.

So what do I do? I drop $189 on a top of the line helmet (having lost my last one to the crash). Can’t cycle without a helmet, so, I have snuck in the first piece of new equipment, a Discovery Channel themed Giro Atmos, the top, top-of-the-line skid lid. Here’s to hoping I never have to use it again.

On Sunday morning my buddy is swinging through town on the second leg of the annual Pan-Mass Challenge ride across the state to Provincetown. Last year I accompanied him on the second leg, and may ride with him from Cotuit to the route on my faithful fixed gear, the SnotRocket. This will happen at 6 in the morning, when my wife will hopefully still be asleep.

Author: David Churbuck

Cape Codder with an itch to write

0 thoughts on “Sneaking in a bicycle”

  1. If the equation “a new bike = divorce court” holds true, does “a used bike, purchased and overhauled = divorce court” also hold true? Or, is it more of “riding any bike, new or used = divorce court”?

    A bike is not worth losing a marriage or worrying your wife. A boat maybe, but not a bike.

  2. Dave, put a steel rule on the lower strut to see if its bowed or rorqued. Or maybe I’ll just get a new big monitor. Good luck on speechifying, dude.

    Jim the spastic

Leave a Reply Cancel reply

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

Subscribe to Blog via Email

Enter your email address to subscribe to this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

Join 1,864 other subscribers

Exit mobile version
%%footer%%