Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Butthurt

Not in the 'someone doesn't agree with me on the internet and I don't like it' way.

So my bike, the old Ross that I've riding the past three months, has had its final say.  On the way home yesterday I stood up on the pedal (as you do) to start off at a stoplight and the chain slipped, dropping the pedal and me about 18 inches, spectacularly bruising my thigh and ass on the frame and twisting my right foot  backwards.  After riding home in a wobbly, pained manner I spent the evening lying on my side, as my rear was too painful to put pressure on.  This morning I head off to work on the bike and can't figure out why the back wheel is wobbling so much.  Turns out that part of the frame that the back wheel attaches to had snapped clean through rendering the frame pretty damn worthless. This made for a pretty shitty day at work, especially considering I was already limping and sore from the chain slip.

I just didn't need that.  Thankfully husband has a bike he doesn't use, so I can pump up the front tire and be on my way, but ugh.  Now I have to see if it can even be fixed and how much it costs to do a weld, and most likely part out the bike.  I do live in a bike friendly area, so that shouldn't be an issue at least.





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