When am I going to learn?
After being sick with a cold and taking a break from biking to work I finally felt good enough today to climb aboard my trusty Trek and ride to the office, but, how do you ride a wheel? Just a wheel, because that is all I have left. Well a wheel and the krytonite lock that kept even that around.
With this latest incident that makes three bikes I have had stolen in my life. The first was custom made mountain bike I had bought from a friend of my brother and it got taken during my sophomore year of college. I left it leaning against the side of the house I was renting while I went inside to get a bite to eat. Admittedly a naive thing to do leaving it unlocked outside but the house was situated way back of the road so no one would be able to see it while just walking by but at the same time a apartment building loomed over the edge of the property.
I was so completely enraged by the fact that someone would walk off with my stuff. The apartments were accessed from a ring of balconies I walked along scouring into each unit as I passed just hoping to catch a glimpse of my missing bike. Not sure what I would have done but I honestly think I would have busted the door down and retrieved my bike, I was that blinded by anger. For a long time after I eyeballed every red mountain bike that passed me by on campus.
The second bike was stolen from inside the two-flat I owned with Derek. They got in through a window, which is right of the front porch and next to entry, that had not been locked properly. Derek had his bike and computer stolen as well. Still miss that Lemond, it was a really comfortable ride. At this time it was only a month away from the first triathlon that I participated in so I had to get a quick replacement and bought the Trek that is now no more.
Of all the bike I have bought for myself none have remained mine for more then 18 months which is really a sad statement. I had two bike while growing up which I used until I out grew of rode into oblivion. Did not even own a lock for them and when visiting friends I would leave it laying in the lawn just like every kid did.
Never will understand how someone justifies stealing to themselves. What rational do they use in order to settle their conscious. I just feel that if they put the effort into something constructive they could just as well make a living. You can live and work with pride even in the most mundane occupation but there is no honor among thieves.
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