I've just changed jobs at the beginning of July. My new commute is about 60 miles one way. Victoria is sitting in my garage tempting me with her excellent commuting ergos and outstanding fuel mileage (as compared to my 2001 s10 pickup truck). Awesome, my daily commute was costing me roughly $9 a day in fuel vs $35-$39 in the truck.
Life is awesome. I really like my new job. Commuting on Victoria is relaxing. Now is the time to disassemble my Magna and fix that pesky problem with 2nd gear.
Fast-forward 3-4 weeks. It's a gorgeous day! I've just had one of the most satisfying "wins" of my professional life. For some reason Victoria and I are in complete sync. It's one on those rides where your bike feels like an extension of your body.
We've just ridden 58 of the 60 miles home from work. 150 - 200 feet from where I would turn off to go through the back streets to my neighborhood, the usual congestion at the light. No biggie, I feel good I'm stopped with my feet down and I'm just not in a hurry for this ride to end. I'm in the middle of the lane not near any intersection. Stop and Go traffic always makes me cautious so I'm in the left third of the lane with Victoria's pointed to the left of the car in front.
The car in front moves up 10 feet. I move up behind positioning as before. We're barely moving so I don't pick up my feet and let them drag. We stop moving and I plant my feet. A bang and loud scraping sound, I'm on the ground, Victoria's right pannier lid is 20 feet behind me and the SUV that had been behind me for the last five minutes has hit the car that was in front of me.
Fast forward some yelling "*** you douche bag", police reports, insurance company and $3000 damage estimate, this is not the worst thing that has happened to me.
That came yesterday. My father passed away.
It's just a bike, it will get repaired, I will ride again.
...I just needed to vent...thanks for reading.
Life is awesome. I really like my new job. Commuting on Victoria is relaxing. Now is the time to disassemble my Magna and fix that pesky problem with 2nd gear.
Fast-forward 3-4 weeks. It's a gorgeous day! I've just had one of the most satisfying "wins" of my professional life. For some reason Victoria and I are in complete sync. It's one on those rides where your bike feels like an extension of your body.
We've just ridden 58 of the 60 miles home from work. 150 - 200 feet from where I would turn off to go through the back streets to my neighborhood, the usual congestion at the light. No biggie, I feel good I'm stopped with my feet down and I'm just not in a hurry for this ride to end. I'm in the middle of the lane not near any intersection. Stop and Go traffic always makes me cautious so I'm in the left third of the lane with Victoria's pointed to the left of the car in front.
The car in front moves up 10 feet. I move up behind positioning as before. We're barely moving so I don't pick up my feet and let them drag. We stop moving and I plant my feet. A bang and loud scraping sound, I'm on the ground, Victoria's right pannier lid is 20 feet behind me and the SUV that had been behind me for the last five minutes has hit the car that was in front of me.
Fast forward some yelling "*** you douche bag", police reports, insurance company and $3000 damage estimate, this is not the worst thing that has happened to me.
That came yesterday. My father passed away.
It's just a bike, it will get repaired, I will ride again.
...I just needed to vent...thanks for reading.