i woke up pretty early and took ziggy [my puppy] for a big 6 mile trail run. he did a great job. i used to take him when he was younger, and he used to complain a bunch, but no that he’s almost 9 months old he’s a lot tougher. we were done by 11 and i was feeling pretty good. still plenty of time in the day to get some work done.
after a quick shower and some mindless time wasting, i started out in the garage with big plans and boundless energy. just as i was starting, my son came by and asked if i ever fixed his road bike wheel. i said “no, is it pretty bad?” i spun it and found that it couldn’t even spin without rubbing the break. so i took it off and put it in the truing stand and gave it my best shot. i am not that good at wheel truing, but if i take my time i can usually get it done. i gave it two pretty good shots and finally i had something that would turn. just as i was putting it in, my son came back out and asked if we could get him some handle bar tape.
“uh..yeah”, i said
before i knew it we were in the car heading to ft collins to the bike shop. in the bike shop we quickly found the bar tape…then browsed around. hmmm.. . found some sweet wheels that were unbelievably cheap. oooo… and some brake cables, rim tape. 200 hundred dollars later we were heading home.
i tried to get my son to put everything together, but he didn’t have any experience in some of this stuff. i gave him some smaller tasks like putting the rim tape on and the tires and tube. anyway, by 5pm we were done and it was time to test ride the “new” bike.
"new" bike
by 5pm i was ready to start my projects. needless to say, i got tired and accomplished hardly anything i set out to…. but we got a pretty sweet bike in the mean time.