Tags: bicycle, bike, cycling, replace, worn out
‘But how is that good news?’ I hear you cry. Well, because it pleases me. I have had a bunch of things wear out just recently:
- the front rim on the fixie
- the rear tyre on the fixie
- the bottom bracket on the Radish
- the cleats on my shoes
- the chain on the fixie
- the brake blocks on Mrs Chillikebab’s electric bike
- my favorite cycling knicks
Now, I suppose this is Bad News. I mean, that’s all cost I have to bear, goods that have to be manufactured, carbon footprints to be agonised over.
But actually, I feel rather positive about it. All of those things have been well used. They represent thousands of kilometres of happy cycling. Hours of safe, fun riding. Each of those things can tell a story – the places they have been, the hills they conquered, the loads they hauled. And, when examined, it’s really not that much. A few bits and bobs that have made my life easier and happier, and probably have had less impact on the world than one tank of petrol for the car.
And in getting them sorted, I’ve spoken to nice people in local bike shops, chatted online with like minded souls, compared notes with other riders.
So raise a glass to bikes that get used, that wear out, that can be renewed. Not discarded capriciously, nor rendered obsolete, but simply worn out by the actions of my own muscles over months and years. It’s the best way to travel. And a good way to live.