Suggestions please...
I am calling for your help.
Recently my bicycle and I (Azzurra) have been falling apart, rather than together. Thanks to the new location for work and the fact she has to provide me with 40 minutes of cycling each work day, Azzurra decided she no longer wanted to maintain our relationship.
Thursday morning Azzurra began whirring, quietly at first, but by the evening she was not happy and the last 10 minutes of my ride home resembled a Spinning class. My god, that bike packed some resistance! Friday morning I stride on down to Il Biciclettaio and it gets fixed, the back wheel was rubbing against the frame, hence the resistance. Thankfully I'd arranged a lift to work and back so bumbled off without any thought that there would be any more problems. However, returning that evening from the ice-cream meeting with my friends, Azzurra's back wheel started wobbling precariously. It was in such a manner that I refused to ride it but pushed it home from the station. Honestly, at that point my world began crumbling down around my ears...what would I do without Azzurra?
Saturday was a busy day: meetings here, there and everywhere and all relating to work but there was the constant black cloud of Azzurra following me around. In the late afternoon I finally had time to get her sorted. Although strapped for cash - this is the first month I am officially "saving" for the big trip to America next year - I decide I have to sort out my bike so I ask Il Biciclettaio to quote me how much it would be to get Azzurra back to some sort of normality. He looked at the back wheel and exclaimed it was ready to fall off...yeh...I'd figured that one out. Anyway he said that the wheel would be €36 to replace and he knew that the brakes and the gears were buggered too....
Then I asked if he had a bike that I could buy now, and...yep. He did: €80. And this is where it was a little bit freaky. I had to have a think. I love Azzurra. She has done well to serve me for over a year now and sometimes it's hard to part with things you've loved so I went outside to ring a friend to run the options past her. Instead I saw a different friend literally standing on the pavement next to me...random! I excitedly dragged her over to explain the situation and of course it was decided that the "new" bike was the best option, especially when Il Biciclettaio said he'd put on a basket...A BASKET!
At that news I declared the relationship between Azzurra and myself officially over, gave her a gentle kick and moved on. Now, what the hell do I name this bike?!
Recently my bicycle and I (Azzurra) have been falling apart, rather than together. Thanks to the new location for work and the fact she has to provide me with 40 minutes of cycling each work day, Azzurra decided she no longer wanted to maintain our relationship.
Thursday morning Azzurra began whirring, quietly at first, but by the evening she was not happy and the last 10 minutes of my ride home resembled a Spinning class. My god, that bike packed some resistance! Friday morning I stride on down to Il Biciclettaio and it gets fixed, the back wheel was rubbing against the frame, hence the resistance. Thankfully I'd arranged a lift to work and back so bumbled off without any thought that there would be any more problems. However, returning that evening from the ice-cream meeting with my friends, Azzurra's back wheel started wobbling precariously. It was in such a manner that I refused to ride it but pushed it home from the station. Honestly, at that point my world began crumbling down around my ears...what would I do without Azzurra?
Saturday was a busy day: meetings here, there and everywhere and all relating to work but there was the constant black cloud of Azzurra following me around. In the late afternoon I finally had time to get her sorted. Although strapped for cash - this is the first month I am officially "saving" for the big trip to America next year - I decide I have to sort out my bike so I ask Il Biciclettaio to quote me how much it would be to get Azzurra back to some sort of normality. He looked at the back wheel and exclaimed it was ready to fall off...yeh...I'd figured that one out. Anyway he said that the wheel would be €36 to replace and he knew that the brakes and the gears were buggered too....
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| see I told you...a basket! |
Then I asked if he had a bike that I could buy now, and...yep. He did: €80. And this is where it was a little bit freaky. I had to have a think. I love Azzurra. She has done well to serve me for over a year now and sometimes it's hard to part with things you've loved so I went outside to ring a friend to run the options past her. Instead I saw a different friend literally standing on the pavement next to me...random! I excitedly dragged her over to explain the situation and of course it was decided that the "new" bike was the best option, especially when Il Biciclettaio said he'd put on a basket...A BASKET!
At that news I declared the relationship between Azzurra and myself officially over, gave her a gentle kick and moved on. Now, what the hell do I name this bike?!
Your Story was absolutely moving and captivating, riveting at the same time! I feel pity for Azzurra although the show must go on so I suggest to name her (it's always a female of course, as she'll be grumpy, lunatic but funny)....SOFIA!!!
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