As we were attempting to leave our driveway, Jim noticed my front brake rubbing. I removed the wheel and he went to work. Within seconds, hydraulic fluid can spewing forth, all over my Jeep. No worries, it's just a vehicle. My new Kona was all I cared about. I would have liked a front brake for the ride, we had no way to fix it. I know absolutely nothing about Juicy 7's, neither does my hubby. Now would be a great time to educate myself.
I am a very lucky girl. I own TWO Kona's, so I put the Big Unit back in the stable, held in tears, and hopped on my cross bike. I love my Jake the Snake, but my butt really wanted to be on the mountain bike. After all, it is mountain bike season. I have not gotten really any opportunities to ride, something always happens/comes up. Nor have I race for that matter. I don't fancy myself as being much of a racer anyways, but I like to participate once in a while.
|Finishing the BT Epic 2009|
I have realized, over the years, that this life is NOT all about me. I get that. I didn't mind going to soccer games in the spring every Saturday. Nor do I mind watching my nephew and niece to build up babysitting time with the relatives. I did get to do my most important ride of the year, I should stop belly-aching already.
|Finding the door.....|