Life Span

 Life span. I was hoping it would be a little longer than it turned out to be. Sure, a little worn around the edges, a little sun damage, but that's not unusual when you're Out There exposed to what ever gets thrown at you for hours at a time. 

I've been watching a frayed strap for a while, but guess I didn't realize it was so close to being ripped all the way through. And, of course, it had to happen in the middle of the ride.

Anyway, I think my bike was mocking me today, that sort of, "you know you can't get along without me,"

"...Well, I'm your Venus

I'm your fire, at your desire

Well, I'm your Venus

I'm your fire, at your desire..."

(Van Leeuwen)

Well, in spite of the mocking and the ruined handlebar bag, it was still a good night Out There.