When his parents saw him, they were astonished. His mother said to him, “Son, why have you treated us like this? Your father and I have been anxiously searching for you.”
“Why were you searching for me?” he asked. “Didn’t you know I had to be in my Father’s house?”
Luke 2:48-49 (context)
Today I got a new chain for my bike. From October 17, when I replaced my chain before, to today — almost exactly 2 months — I rode 1,200 miles, about all the mileage you can squeeze out of a 10-speed Shimano chain.
I waited for an hour and a half at the Kirkland Bike Shop while they not only replaced the chain but replaced the front brake pads (which had worn out, explaining my inability to tighten them down any more), cleaned off the rear cassette, wiped off the front chainrings, and lubed a squeaky pulley. They also gave me a little tool to take off my disc brake rotors so I can remove them next time I travel with my bike (which will hopefully be a very long time). What did they charge me for? The chain, the brake pads, and the labor for those two. That is all. When I left, my bike ghosted along so silently it felt like I had gotten a whole new bike. All that, and they did it at the drop of a hat – I just walked in and they said “OK.” I can tell you right now I will certainly be going back to Kirkland Bike Shop again.
To celebrate, I went for a 25-mile ride starting with going east on Kirkland Avenue — a 2-mile climb – and ending with heading south on Juanita Drive – another 2-mile climb. I think I may be adjusting a little bit to the Seattle hill syndrome, though, because I averaged 14.8 miles an hour. This isn’t anything to boast about, but it is an improvement over my initial 12-mph average. I hope to get back up to my Massachusetts average of around 15 mph and then maybe to improve on it so I can keep up with the “brisk” pace of the Cascade training rides.
When I got home, Jane came over and we enjoyed leftover pie and cake. It is certainly nice being close to family for the first time ever.