I just discovered that my bicycle was stolen last night.
It was definitely there at 8pm, and definitely not there at 2pm today. My landlord found the cut lock while mowing the lawn this morning and figured we already knew the bike was gone. This is the second bike stolen from the apartment here, our third bike ever stolen. Goodbye sweet gel seat.
All of which is making me incredibly depressed. This whole ‘exercise’ thing is just not worth it, apparently.
Also, why couldn’t I find anyone to talk smack with me at the parade and street fair today? Instead of making fun of the tourists and their mid-summer parkas I stood quietly with my camera. Note to self: record sounds for camera to talk trash.
That totally sucks about your bike! Or 3rd bike!
I would have laughed at the tourists with you. I did that a few weeks ago while having a hotdog at my favorite hotdog stand. Their parkas crack me up, too. Nothing says tourist more than a windbreaker / raincoat + insulation + camera.
OMG, I’m so sorry to hear about your bike. I wouldn’t think your location would be all that bad for theft, but evidently I’d be wrong.
sorry about the bike. don’t give up on the excercise. you know it makes you feel better.
Thats so irritating. I don’t know if it will make you feel better but Marty got his Trekker Mountain-bike for $12 at Salvation Army and I got my 10-speed schwin for $24 at Value Village. I think that was a few years ago now, but they still work perfect. Plus I just got 2 super thick gel seats for $11 each at Walmart. Go get yourself some new stuff while summers still here, don’t let those theives get the better of you.
Sorry to hear about your bike, but don’t give up on the exercise, you’re doing great!