Friday, July 30, 2010
Manolo Blanhnik's or Bikes?
I chose bikes.
I don't have a plethora of expensive bikes but I have more than I think I really should (insert hand wringing) yet every time I make the commitment to sell one, a tiny bead of sweat appears across my upper lip and I panic ( just a little) and rescue it from the selling platform.
A case of TGP Bike hoarding?
This is a RESCUED classic steel Marinoni road bike. It used to be
a god awful yellow fade to bile green. After some cosmetic surgery of new training wheels, a compact crank, saddle, professional Hot Tubes paint job, all new PINK housing cables, several bar wraps ( I'M REALLY GOOD AT THIS!) I'm attached this bike.
JUSTIFICATION ON KEEPING THIS: This is my commuter bike (that I don't commute with) It's my early spring bike when the roads are sandy and pot holey. Just recently it had yet another round of Botox Cosmetic and here she is now:
Please ignore the red SPD pedals. Pretend they are pink. I can't give this bike up now, I haven't used the water bottle cages yet.
My mountain bike that never sees mountain bike trails. I love this bike though. It was my first 'test' with cyclocross. I felt safe with the big knobby tires on the course and front bouncy shock. I love the grip shift on this bike too.
JUSTIFICATION ON KEEPING THIS: I need it for the 1 or 2 times I get up the courage to ride
my bike outside in the arctic temperatures of New England around mid February when I'm ready to pull my hair out if I have to get on that Compudrainer gerbil wheel, one more time.
My pink Elite. I've had this bike since 2004. It used to be red and I sent it back to Elite in 2006 with a Home Depot paint swatch "Disney Princess Pink" and wala, I had a pink bike. After several sets of aero bars and a complete components change from Ultegra to Dura Ace, It fits like a glove. This bike is like my wooby.
WHY I CAN'T PART WITH IT: Linus blanket syndrome combined with the little bike hoarding issue.
Let move on to the impulse buy:
1. My OCD combined with the minor hording disorder made me feel as though that I needed to "even" out the bike collection and 3 was certainly not a balanced number. 4, 4 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, sort of like light switch on,off, on, off, on off. Gotta have 4
2. It was ON SALE. (please note that having the bike shipped off to be rid of the the cookie-cutter
Cervelo paint job canceled that 'got it for a steal' feeling very quickly.)
3. See number 1.
4. See number 2.
Ah geeze.. I forgot one. So there goes my even number bike ownership fixation
I will say bad a$$ one more time just to even that description term used 4 times now.
I don't have this but I think I need it now that It's become crystal clear I only have 5 bikes in my possession which could consequently throw the uncontrollable need for even number bike ownership into spiraling turmoil until I do.
PERFECT JUSTIFICATION, the little voice in my head just said.
Posted by Trigirlpink at Friday, July 30, 2010