The cycle of life

DiabloladyI used to cycle a lot when I was growing up. However, between the ages of 18 and 31 this pretty much stopped. Mainly due to a lack of a bike (and not being bothered to buy one). Then, 6 years ago, I bought one. And it’s pretty much sat in my shed ever since.

This was due to 2 things..

  1. The most god-awful saddle ever going. It feels comfortable to the touch but is, in reality, an ancient torture device.
  2. The tyres never stayed up. I assumed I had a puncture. However, a few weeks ago I took the tyre apart (never done that before) and tested the inner tube – nope, definately no punctures. I then bothered to read the PSI rating on the tyre and buy myself a tyre pressure guage. That found the answer. I didn’t even have a quarter of the air required in it, even after much pumping and the tyre feeling quite hard. In the end I splashed out on a professional pump which had the tyres up the the correct PSI within a minute. And the tyres have been fine since.

My daughter got a bike for her birthday, so now we all have one and I’ve been left with no excuses not to use it. I bought my wife one a few years ago and what both hers and my daughters have in common is the fact that I went and bought it from a “proper” bike shop – already assembled, tested and serviced. Mine was a flat-pack effort bought from a large chain of toy retailers. I put it together myself from the “translated to English” instructions which were blatantly designed to get the bike put together but nothing else. Hence, nothing has been quite right since I first assembled it.

So, we all went out for a ride yesterday and it was great fun. Now all I have to do is find a decent saddle…

Posted by David Artiss

Enterprise Happiness Engineer for the WordPress VIP team at Automattic. Gamer, film lover and general fan of all things Marvel, Star Trek and Star Wars. Failed comedian. Writer for The Big Tech Question. World's Greatest Grandma.

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