My stable of bicycles grew by one last night.
My friend, Greg, came over last night with his “new” bike – a Cannondale CAAD8 that he traded a shotgun for at a local pawn shop (good trade, in my opinion) and asked me to do the whole “swap out” thing on it (wheels, saddle, computer, new bar tape, etc…). I asked him what he was going to do with the Fuji, he asked if I wanted it. I offered to pay him for it, which he declined – saying that I have helped him with his bike whenever he needed it.
So, I now have 3.5 bikes in my stable:
’04 Fuji Finest AL
’94 Specialized Allez Pro – aka “Pepto”
Early ‘90’s Koga-Miyata Prologue (currently in the process of becoming a fixed-gear. Just need a crank and chain)
Unknown make or model “tall bike” – aka my “I don’t get enough attention riding around town in lycra on a road bike, so let’s make sure everybody notices me as I ride around with my kids on a bike that is tall enough that I can look over everyone’s fence” bike.
I say 3.5 since the fixed-gear bike is missing the crank, chain, and pedals.
None of the bikes I own are new, but that doesn’t make me any less of a cyclist. I still get out on the bike as often as possible, and enjoy riding as much as the next cyclist.
Not that I wouldn’t love a whisper-light carbon fiber or unobtanium ride, it just isn’t financially possible at this point.
I guess Lance had one thing right. It’s not about the bike...