August 13, 2012 – Love the One You’re With
For
weeks, I put off taking my new bike into the shop for its much-needed 1,000
mile tune-up. It’s the height of biking season, and they said it might be as
much as a week till I could get it back. Sure, I still have my daughter’s heavy
old hybrid bike that I’d been riding happily until I spurned it for a lighter,
cooler-looking bike five months ago. But I didn’t think I could bear to go back
to commuting on the old workhorse.
Maybe
it helped that this morning dawned cooler and less humid than it’s been for
most of the summer. But the experience was like reuniting with an old lover
that you’d tossed aside for someone more attractive but less practical, less
attentive to your needs. Suddenly you remember all the things that were so good
between you and wonder, what was I thinking? Here’s what I discovered on this
morning’s ride.
Things I Love About My Old Bike
1.
It’s stable. Not only can I ride it with two
fully loaded panniers. I can also ride it with ONE fully loaded pannier and not
feel thrown off balance.
2.
Its big fat tires absorb shocks. I can bump over
the many tree roots on the path without feeling like my teeth are about to
rattle out of my head, and the long stretch of boardwalk on the Mount Vernon
Trail is barely noticeable – not a seemingly-endless rumble.
3.
It’s better for my body. I like the more
aerodynamic position of my new bike, on which my body angles forward somewhat.
But I’ve been experiencing wrist and low-back pain that I don’t seem to have on
the old bike.
4.
It’s just as fast. I thought I’d shaved time off
my commute with the new bike. I usually note the time I leave the house, and
then check the big clock on the Old Post Office building on Pennsylvania
Avenue, which is just a few blocks from my office. Still 50 minutes! Apparently
it’s not the better bike but that I’ve gotten stronger. Hooray! The bike is SO
much heavier, but it has a wider range of gears and I feel like I get up the
hills just as fast.
Things I Don’t Love About My Old Bike
1.
The seat. That wide, squishy old “comfort” seat
is positioned at an angle that makes me keep sliding down toward the nose. But
a new seat is an easy fix.
2.
Lifting it. There are things I now appreciate
about its heavy weight – but lifting it onto the bus or car rack isn’t one of
them. Also, there is no way I could get it onto a wall mount at work – but
fortunately there are other locking options.
So,
I think it’s time to have an open discussion with my bikes about polyamory. My
commitment will be to stay fully present with the bike I’m riding – not
fantasizing about the other bike or making unkind comparisons (“you’re
overweight,” “you’re unstable.”) Each bike has strengths to recommend it, but
nobody’s perfect. I can get a new seat for my old bike and try tweaking the
seat and handlebar positions on the new bike to make it more comfortable. But
mostly, I’m counting myself lucky to have two beautiful bikes that are only too
happy to take me wherever I want to go. Oh, there’s also a third bike at my
boyfriend’s house in Philly…but I don’t know if my Arlington bikes know about
her yet. One thing at a time…
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