You wait til you have five or more bikes and they start ganging up on you! They jam their pedals in each others spokes and jam their handlebars in your arse as you squeeze by them. Bastards.
Oh, the horror! It makes me glad I only have two bikes. 😀
You wait til you have five or more bikes and they start ganging up on you! They jam their pedals in each others spokes and jam their handlebars in your arse as you squeeze by them. Bastards.
Agree 100%
You're giving your bikes feelings they don't have. A bike is a tool for fun and transport. It doesn't think or feel jealousy. The problem is in your head, not the shed.
Just ride the one that suits the day's ride best and enjoy it. The other bike is fine waiting for its next turn.
And six bikes would be out of the question. That's a tough one.
Thank you. I'm surprised that anyone thought I was being serious.
That would be a good solution but I don't have room for a third bike, unless I throw my wife's gardening stuff out. 😀
I think it was a joke Steve
I can hear them quietly sniggering behind my back as I put my tackle away.
Does your LBS offer throuples counselling?if I sell one of them to restore my peace, I'd feel bad because it would be wondering why I got rid of it. It might hate me forevermore.
Don't talk about your bikes as if they had human feelings; they don't like it.
When I only had one bike, things were peaceful. I'd go out to the shed and unlock the padlock. I knew the bike was getting excited at the idea of going for a nice ride. At the end of the ride I'd put the bike away and both the bike and I were happy and contented.
Then a second bike was added. The two sat side by side, probably having secret chats during the night. Then I'd unlock the shed, again, and both bikes became excited, each one wondering which of them would be going for a ride. I'd select one and go. I wasn't very happy, though, because I knew the other bike was sitting in that dark shed, and feeling sorry for itself. "Hmm (grumble, grumble). So he prefers that bike to me. Well, I'll teach him a lesson. I'll deflate one of my tires. No, that won't work because he'll just ride the other bike until my tire was fixed."
On arrival back home, I'd put the bike back in the shed and lock the door, leaving both of them in darkness. I could sense the hostility between the two, one of them all smug because it had just been ridden, and the other seething with jealousy.
The next day I'd take the other bike for a ride, and I'd feel sorry for the one left behind in the dark and all alone. But what am I to do? I didn't have this anguish when I only had one bike. And if I sell one of them to restore my peace, I'd feel bad because it would be wondering why I got rid of it. It might hate me forevermore.
How do other people manage when they own two or more bikes? I'm sure I'm not the only one who doesn't like to hurt a bike's feelings.
Does your LBS offer throuples counselling?

I hope he is keeping his day job then. 😁