I love the shape of it. Aroma of it. The way it feels to be around it. It will catch my eye from across the way; I will be powerless to resist taking in its form and perhaps allow my hand to graze its surface. The source of such beauty and harmony, it is a fountain of unspeakable happiness.
It offers me companionship when I need it, solitude when I want to be alone. It distracts me when I’m trying to focus and focuses me when I am trying not to be distracted. It inspires me to take chances, and reminds me to be patient.
It breaks me down when I’m overconfident, it builds me up when I’m insecure. It brings me pain to remind me I should become a stronger man.
I love it when it’s flawless, but I love it more when it shows signs of wear; our time together has changed us both indelibly for the better.
It is no wonder the French and Italians refer to the bicycle in the feminine form, for all these things embody what it means to be a strong woman.
Women are made to be loved, not understood. -Oscar Wilde
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@Cyclops
Good! Yes! Always remember that chasing off the back is always strong, sanctioned training to go off the front. Your time will come (as you already know this to be true) with patience. Already loving your story Cyclops and hearing about this phase of your racing years. I'm a 44 year old Cat 4 that likes the heat of just being part of a race. Would love to sit in with you -- and attack!
@ChrisO
Love surfing, but not the surf board. Love skate boarding, but not the skate board. Love cycling, but not the beautifully fast and handmade bike.
@versio
Dissension among the ranks.
I love my bikes, without reservation. I personify them and whisper sweet nothings to them, and when it is very quiet in the house, they whisper back. I bring them upstairs for photo sessions by the fire. Sometimes, I'll go down to the basement freezer to get something, and I'll catch myself lingering to gaze at my freshly cleaned and oiled machines for minutes on end.
I don't love all bikes I have ever owned, but I do love my current road machine and my current CX rig. They are more than just machines to me.
@Xyverz
I grew up in Yreka CA. 'Nuff said.
@scaler911
Yeah, you win. =)
Woah, Frank! That was a nice one. Well done.
I was just thinking about la bicyclette(s) that I have crammed into my small place. Lots of family coming to town in a few weeks & I got to thinking how I'd explain the bikes, why I have so many, and why I love to ride.
This provides an excellent array of ponderings on why the bicycle is so awesome, and so much more than just a bike...thanks!
I love the picture of the bike.
Bikes are awesome, I'm with Frank on the smells, and I'm with Oracle on the love, some bikes, you just can't stop staring at. Unlovable bikes have good things about them too.
@Xyverz
Yeah, we have more than our share of crazies in Berzerkeley.