I have a favorite shop where they know me by name. The manager took my bike home with him and back to the shop after my wreck when I was taken away by ambulance. They know my riding style and what I need and are very helpful. I stop by frequently and and I know who there really knows how to fit a bike. It takes time to establish a relationship.

I went to another shop once (the one where Mr. bought his bike) and the guy insisted that I must have a WSB. I told him that I was very comfy on my 58cm not-WSB and he just kept on going. Insisting that I would be more comfy. I'm thinking....you haven't seem me on my bike and can't you see that I'm built like a boy and my hands hang down to my knees?