aw, that sounds like a really bad night

To help you think of something nice: yesterday I picked up my bike from the bike store, after being away and not riding for a week. A week ago she was filthy, with studded tires, fenders, rusty wires, a bad rear derailleur and very bad rear wheel. Now she is a shining bright red beauty with skinny summer tires, no fenders, new wires, a new rear derailleur and a new rear wheel.

And I had the sweetest ride home in dazzling spring sunshine, in short sleeves and with my tights rolled up to the knee. Rode with a big stupid smile on my face all the way home.

This will be you, any day now!