For the first time since I have owned my bike, I'm without her tonight. She's at the shop getting new tires.
I've had my bikes away for a day to get looked at, but oh my... this is an awful feeling. She usually resides in the formal dining room (aka 'bike room'). The mtb stays in the garage with a bit of dirt where she's most comfortable anyway.
The spot where my roadie girl rests looks SO empty. I never thought I would get this mixed up about my bike being gone from the house. I frankly feel rather displaced and confused. Gheez... wonder if I can sleep tonight?
Tell me I'm not alone:o...

