a wheel out of whack can end your ride

tonight's bike repair? a wheel severely out of whack. i don't true wheels. it's too much work. fixing a little problem is fine...i'll do that. but, fixing a wheel that's this far out of whack? not my bag. well, not my bag until tonight.

so, i'm going to true my first wheel. well, not my first. but my first "unaided" truing. the last time i trued a wheel, i had a good friend (with lots of experience) helping me make minor adjustments. this is an overhaul.

ok, i lied. my friend quickly tired of my tire truing triage, and trued it on 'tis own time. he does that all the time. that's why i like to learn bike repair from him. each lesson lasts legitimately ten minutes before he takes over. two words: beer thirty.

this thing was off...and not in the cute way--that people one day reflect on as essentric. clearly, it's in need of repair. i've never trued a wheel. i once tried to true a girlfriend, though. that didn't end well.

so, here i sit, reading post after post on how to true a wheel. my internet is out. so i'm taking notes at the local coffee shop, only to go home and not recall any of them. i'm sure there's a metaphor in there somewhere for my dating experiences, but frankly, i have a wheel to true.

i'm thinking about starting this weekend. if you've got good links, send 'em my way. this looks difficult, yo.

btw: i reached into my pocket tonight to pay for dinner and pulled out a set of allen wrenches. that's just plain cool.


happy riding...it's been raining down here in the ATL,

OMB

"The best rides are the ones where you bite off much more than you can chew—and live through it." ~ Doug Bradbury