BrumJim
Forum Stalwart (won't take the hint and leave...)
- Location
- Selly Oak, Birmingham
It was very wet this morning, and I'm in the car. This is entirely due to a front brake block refusing to let go of the callipers whilst working on my bicycle yesterday.
So, I should be happy about the fortuitous piece of failed maintenance. I should be sitting there smugly enjoying the way that fate dumped me in the water-tight metal box on the day where water-tight is useful.
Instead, no. I'm watching a high speed commuter on a road bike enviously wondering if I would have been matching his pace, almost ready to cheer him on, wondering what might have been. I spot another high-speed commuter just by Aston Uni, and am glad that he passes me at Dartmouth Circus, watching him as he takes a lovely primary position until he gets to my exit, then speeds off up North, with little apparent effort, leaving me sad and feeling useless.
Have I gone mad?
So, I should be happy about the fortuitous piece of failed maintenance. I should be sitting there smugly enjoying the way that fate dumped me in the water-tight metal box on the day where water-tight is useful.
Instead, no. I'm watching a high speed commuter on a road bike enviously wondering if I would have been matching his pace, almost ready to cheer him on, wondering what might have been. I spot another high-speed commuter just by Aston Uni, and am glad that he passes me at Dartmouth Circus, watching him as he takes a lovely primary position until he gets to my exit, then speeds off up North, with little apparent effort, leaving me sad and feeling useless.
Have I gone mad?