I just put a speed/cadence sensor on my bike, a job that should have taken 15 minutes tops. An hour and fifteen later, I'm in a sweat, covered with chain grease, and cursing zip ties and their stupid fiddly ways.
Every time I get near the bike with an allen key something goes amiss -- cables too short to work with a new stem, incorrect diameters, screws rolled under sofas (I've got to do it in my living room), saddle clamps impossible to tweak unless you've got three hands, on and on and on.
I should just be a girl and save it all up for my LBS, but I'm too impatient. Does anybody actually get the zen of bike repair and enjoy it?
Every time I get near the bike with an allen key something goes amiss -- cables too short to work with a new stem, incorrect diameters, screws rolled under sofas (I've got to do it in my living room), saddle clamps impossible to tweak unless you've got three hands, on and on and on.
I should just be a girl and save it all up for my LBS, but I'm too impatient. Does anybody actually get the zen of bike repair and enjoy it?