Monday, June 27, 2016
The Tragedy of Threes...In The Form Of A Bicycle.
A little history. Over the last three weeks.... I have had "problems." First: I thought my bike rim was bent...turns out I broke the Axle. One sloppy, dirty, greasy afternoon later. I fixed it! Yeah! ( Axle grease is a PAIN to get off of your hands..and it clings to everything.)
However! I installed it wrong. Hey! Live and learn from our mistakes...right? I failed to tighten it sufficiently so the bike was riding on the locking nut, NOT the actual axle.... So...the axle bends ( but does not break at least!) Time for another order to Amazon.
THIS TIME...I install it properly. Yeah! And then....
I break a spoke. A common wear and tear issue that I have fixed countless times. And...unlike the axle, it is not even "life threatening". I'll fix it on Monday...when I have plenty of free time and will be looking for things to do. Add in that Cheryl also purchased a group of 20 spokes while ordering my axle. I'm all set. What could possibly go wrong?
HOWEVER! All of the spokes are too short. That is right, I carefully measured the spokes and actually told her to order a size that was slightly smaller. (because my other spokes were too long. Long Spokes tend to pop tires when you adjust them if they do not have at least a little bit of play.) It's an oversight on my part, because I would simply not know until I had to replace an actual spoke.... Like now.
Luckily, I had an old spoke that I cut down to size. It fixed the issue and works great. Problem solved! Let's go down to the gas station and pump this bad boy up. It's a lovely morning so I walk there.(because Cheryl has the Subie at work today) Puff it up and we are ready to ride!
I hook up the tire to the bike, only to see that there is still an unusual wobble in the rotation. Turns out, a small section of the inner tube is trapped between the rim and the outer tire. An "easy" fix. Let's do it now. Pop! Fzzzzzzztttttt! And...end scene.
So I popped the inner Tube. With no means of patching it, I'm at an impasse and done for the day. Instead for fixing the bike...I have ( once again) made it unusable. I can only solve-so-many problems-only-to-cause-new-problems-to-emerge so many times before I throw in the towel.
There is a small silver lining in that I was able to ( hopefully) fix Cheryl's sewing machine. Or at least tune it up a bit. I will require her to take a look at it before claiming victory just yet.
It's a good thing to, because I was about to write an entirely different Blog post about Life being a harsh Mistress that we forced to marry and endure her whims against our will.
Luckily I have backed off from that post and decided to write this one. Besides, I forgot most of my barbed poetic muses that I pieced together as I walked my bike back from Casey's in the hot Iowa Sun.
Hope everyone is having a better day than me. Or at least better than I had going on this morning. Things always look better AFTER something disastrous happens. ( Or usually...maybe. We shall see)