.....junk your computer(s). It all happened when I refurbished my 'bent. I put It all back together, but mysteriously, the computer had ceased to function. Nomatter: I went out for the test ride and found myself looking at the scenery more and noticing things I hadn't seen before. I was not glancing down every few seconds to check whether I was on course to maintain my average speed, or whether I was climbing that hill as fast as historically I knew I was able to. I ceased competing with myself: what a relief! I have now taken all the computers off all my bikes. This doesn't mean that I don't ride hard when I want: I do. And I'm absolutely not bothered about not knowing my mileage. Perhaps when a smile-o-meter is invented, which somehow quantifies my enjoyment, will I put one on again.