Renata

I’ve used a bike to commute before, and after summer arrived in
Toronto, I couldn’t resist and got another one. It’s the worst bike
I’ve ever had, heavier than me, without any kind of comfort like “OMG
SHIMANO PARTS” and “AWESOME BRAKES”, but does the job of taking me
home to wherever I need.

So, what’s the problem? Good bikes are expensive. Awesome bikes are
inacessible. The day I arrived home, I shared the elevator with a guy
with his Cervélo. Now, THAT’S A FUCKING BIKE. I felt humiliated. The
guy could lift it with one hand – probably it’s ridiculously light.
And it’s oh so beautiful!

But I have a plan: I’ll save money until my birthday. If I keep
improving my rides with the crappy bike, I’ll buy a very nice bike to
ride more professionally. By that time I’ll probably be able to choose
more wisely and give it some maintenance myself – at least I hope so.

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