Even a mud wrestler sometimes enjoys a bubble bath and some gentle attention.
The Epic has been doing hard time lately. Poor thing’s been rode hard and put away wet too often. Caked in mud for weeks on end. And those old knobbies were worn down to a shadow of their former selves. So Sunday morning, I put on some new Roll X Pros and then went for another sloppy ride, which is pretty much the only kind we've had all season.
I couldn't bear to see a nice bike in that abused state any longer. Sure, I like it down and dirty but, I mean, damn. A couple of nights ago I broke out the bucket and brushes, and scrubbed my baby all over. Then we went out in the back yard for a little bike-porn photo shoot.
Some people might think it's weird, but I don't care. I really enjoy staring at good-looking bikes.