Well, I got the Corsa Extra back on line, gave it a wash and wax – pulled the part from my spare mavics and was back in the saddle this morning, riding into work.
All systems worked great. It was a lovely morning for a ride, and I was thankful I had the heart, legs and passion to do this another day.
I was a little disappointed in how I went through the intersection on Route 1, the place I was nearly smeared yesterday. Rather than roll with thunder and reckless abandon with guns blazing, I crossed with much caution and trepidation. Like a ten year old.
Does he who lives in fear ever really live at all?
Need an attitude adjustment.
