I believe the universe is against my desire to ride my bike. The first time I got the idea to ride my bike, I could hardly get it down off the garage ceiling, next the tires were empty, I got them filled and during that ride I feel off and scratched my arm up pretty badly. Then the next time I wanted to ride it, pulling the "new" second hand trailer we bought, my back tire was flat/blown out. So I had to get Mark to fix it up for me. Check, tire fixed, filled and trailer attached. It is looking good!
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| We are off! |
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| So far so good... |
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And then....
Biking to Longo's I had the two older kids in the trailer, Mark had the baby seat on his bike.... as I was going over the bridge ... Changed gears... and wham the gears went off their tracks and caught in the tire... and I can no longer move my bike!!!
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| Mark had to bike home, get the van and pick up my bike. I attached the front wheel to the trailer and pushed them home! |
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| Poor mangled gears. |
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I will be taking this bike to the repair shop tomorrow... so even though the universe is clearly trying to tell me something, I am stubbornly forging ahead!
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