Wednesday, May 13, 2009

The Green Eyed Monster

I was listening to The Rosewood Thieves and grilling some chicken breasts when I spotted a guy riding by on a brand new Trek Top Fuel. It was brand new. That bike costs a lot of money. Even a used one is outside my (wet) dream budget.

And I got to thinking of all of the bikes I've owned and how sad it is that I made terrible financial decisions and now have nothing to show for them except a Swobo. Don't get me wrong, I love the Swobster, but I do think longingly of my Cannondale Track frame with full Suntour Superbe Pro groupset. I dream sometimes of my Willier Alpe d'Huez. The way I feel when I see a Colnago Dream that looks like my old Colnago Dream doesn't bear thinking about.

I'm an ex-cyclist. I have to accept it.

But I'll be damned if I'm going to accept some a-hole brazenly flaunting his Trek Top Fuel around the neighborhood. I'm off to wreak some havoc.

1 comment:

Da Robot said...

Damn, bu-ooy! You let some nice bikes go.

But what is this shit about being a former cyclist?