My shop can get me anything I want, usually at a discount. But that's not why I love them. The reason it's my shop is the guys. They're like family to me now, but even before I knew them so well, they were special.
It was the first place I went in when I was thinking of moving to that town. I still remember the conversation I had with Jon that day, how cool he thought the place was, how great the cycling was. He totally influenced my decision to move there.
All the guys are funny, smart, and deep. They are passionate about bikes. They love to talk. They love to ride.
When I had the bad mammo, this is where I went, who I needed to talk to. These are the people who convinced me to get the biopsy when I wanted to wait and see, because, no you can't just leave it in there! and the first ones I told when it turned out to be cancer, because I knew they would calm me down with logic and reason. These are the guys who convinced me to do group rides when I was down, and who took shortcuts back when I was fatigued. These are good friends.
Just today they lent me a brand new pump because mine died and I the one I want needs to be ordered. They always have my back. And even though I feel like family, I am one of many who feels that way. It's more like a club than a store.
'02 Eddy Merckx Fuga, Selle An Atomica
'85 Eddy Merckx Professional, Selle An Atomica
'10 Soma Double Cross DC, Selle An Atomica
Slacker on wheels.