Bike Wrangling
After I got unbanded this morning, I called CHP to see about picking up my bicycle. They said it wouldn’t be a problem, so I zipped up to Redwood City to get my 520 this afternoon.
I haven’t seen my bicycle since the crash. From what I could see, I had tacoed my front wheel (a 36-spoke touring wheel), bent my handlebars out of alignment with my fork, and bent my brake assemblies inward. The front fender was a little bent up (although it’s mostly thin plastic and aluminum, so it doesn’t need replaced). My saddle was a little scuffed (from the flip) and I broke my large Polar water bottle. I loaded my beautiful ride onto my bike rack, tossed the bent from rim into the back seat of my car, and made the trip to Bicycle Outfitter. They’re going to check my bike from top to bottom. My 520 is in the best of hands.
Some time next week, my bike will be fixed (and endowed with new handlebar tape which I bought five or six months ago — the really nice gel pad Fizik tape) and I’ll be able to start rebuilding all that lost muscle.
Cyclists, do miles on the trainer count as miles in your training log? I guess I’ll see how I feel on asphalt and then determine whether I need to get that trainer in order to ride, or not.
Finally, though, my bicycle and I are back in the same county.
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