I still haven't cleaned my cross bike yet. Aside from dunking it in the icy creek at Capital Cross and then re-lubing the chain, it's just been sitting there with a layer creek mud caked on it. Today, I finally took the seatpost out and it's draining upside-down in my repair stand now. But there's still a good bit of work left to do. The rims have taken on a lot of water. It sounds like one of those ridiculous desktop waterfalls whenever I slowly spin the wheel. Come to think of it, it's actually quite enjoyable, but it does make me have to go to the bathroom more frequently. I'm pretty sure I need to overhaul one or both of my pedals as they hardly spin now. I guess all that graceful swan diving I did into 5-inch deep mud has taken its toll. It's also about time to replace the chain, brake pads, and bar tape. Stupid bike. How am I ever going to build up my second 'cross bike if this one is hogging all of daddy's attention? This is a typical case of a jealous first child/'cross bike with issues. Fortunately, daddy is a neglectful, booze hound that is easily distracted by shiny things (i.e. not my current 'cross bike). Cry all you want, baby/bike, but all you're gonna get is an ice-cold sponge bath.
I also realized that I vigorously shook my bike while it was upside down, further adding to the bad father/neglected child metaphor, but I was too lazy to work it into my blog post. So just laugh as if I did anyways. LAUGH DAMMIT! (puhleease?!)
Don't Hate Disclaimer:
I don't neglect or shake babies, upside down or otherwise. That said, you probably shouldn't let your baby near me if you have one. It's just safer that way.
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