...the hard way.
First, I got a good ride in with my wife on the 4th of July along the Prairie Path. I'd say about fifteen miles round-trip for me, eight for her.
Then yesterday I rode my bike to the gym and did 45 minutes working out on all the upper-body machines, then rode home.
Today, I put in 30 miles round-trip alone. I rode from Butterfield & Meyers in Oak Brook to Main and Liberty in Wheaton, then back. It was on the way home that I re-learned an old lesson.
The bolt and standoff that go across the bottom of the front deraillure was missing. I hit a hard bump at high speed, and the chain bounced enough to catch the lower ends of the deraillure, yank it forward, and thoroughly mangle it.
The last time that happened, I was 15, and getting a new one was only a matter of money. Now, the bike is 36 years old.
Sigh. Help me, Ebay Kenobi!
Ride on,
Dan
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