A couple of days ago, I added two essential things to my shiny red bike - a Hero wire basket and a Shimano battery light.
So now, I can cart around all that grocery without feeling like a certain quadruped and also not keep tumbling into all those potholes BBMP has strewn around like candy. Thinking about it, it is mostly potholes with bits and pieces of roads in them anyway.
Friday, September 19, 2008
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
And it is gone!
Looks like I was in the right. The saddle-raising exercise did banish that pain in the knee. Now my joints feel creaky, that's all. No pain at least.
Maybe I shall get the saddle raised by another quarter of an inch and then no more creaky joints too (one hopes).
Maybe I shall get the saddle raised by another quarter of an inch and then no more creaky joints too (one hopes).
Labels:
biking,
biking in bangalore,
Cycling,
shiny red bike
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
From a heart-broken biker in Bengaluru
Guys,
I lost my trek 4300 from the garage outside my house on 7 Sep. I usually keep it indoors, but this bloody day there was mud on the front wheel after a late night ride and i decided to keep it outside itself. Unfortunately the gate was not locked that night and someone took it away possibly between 2:30 AM and 6 AM. My house is in 6th block Jayanagar.
People, this was a planned robbery, someone had a constant eye on my cycle for atleast a week time , as i had not kept it outside for atleast that long. Gave police complaint , but was nearly at tears , when i saw one policeman taking my purchase bill from BOTS and was running around and showing it to others as though the price was a biggest joke he heard this year. Bangalore police SUCKS.
I know it was my own mistake to leave the cycle outside, but guys, i had dreamed a long time for my cycle, painfully saved up the money for this. I bought it home on March 2008 and it not been even 6 months now.
Its really terrible to be this way, i request every fellow pal here to put up a bit of an effort to keep an eye on the below points when you next see a trek 4300 in Bangalore.
1. The frame serial number is WTU270C2496C.
2. There is a noticable shreaking sound from the front wheel brakes.
3. There are white reflective stickers on the frame. Check the link
above for a pic of my cycle.
4. Its an 19.5 inch, orange/silver and almost brand new. well
maintained parts, just oiled a week back before this mishap.
5. It has half of my broken heart with it.
Call me at 9886237395 , if you have any clue.
Friends, take care of your cycles.
Syam KS
So people, please keep an eye out for an orange Trek
Labels:
Bengaluru,
biking,
biking in bangalore,
Cycling,
stolen cycle
Monday, September 8, 2008
The longer left
Since I have started biking, I noticed the gradual sneaking in of a sharp pain in my left knee. It was just at the knee. It made my knee feel like a creaky, un-oiled, rusty joint. It hurts when I put any load on it. Specially killing when you have to start your bike on an uphill. A few turns of the pedal-crank, and it gets better. Even stairs became difficult.
Got the saddle raised by a fraction today. It already feels better. Shall have to wait for a week though to see if it has made any difference.
Is my left leg longer than my right or what?
Got the saddle raised by a fraction today. It already feels better. Shall have to wait for a week though to see if it has made any difference.
Is my left leg longer than my right or what?
Labels:
biking to work,
Cycling,
shiny red bike
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Wooooooooooo hooooooooooooooo!
I know this is juvenile but woooo hoooooooooooo! Yet another RBI top man from my wonderful state, Andhra Pradesh.
I am not racist/regionalist/sexist or most other ists (feminist doesn't count). When I was a child, I used to listen to all those adults go on and on and on about 'Swarna Andhra Pradesh', a certain Mr. N T Rama Rao, etc etc. 'What dwarps!' was my reaction and I solemnly swore to myself in my heart to never be like them.
After three years outside my beautiful, tiny city called Visakhapatnam, it only looked even tinier (though admittedly, more beautiful than the last time).
So how do I explain this feeling in my heart as it does somersaults yelling yippeeeeeeeeeeee that two successive top men at RBI are fellow Telugus?
I am not racist/regionalist/sexist or most other ists (feminist doesn't count). When I was a child, I used to listen to all those adults go on and on and on about 'Swarna Andhra Pradesh', a certain Mr. N T Rama Rao, etc etc. 'What dwarps!' was my reaction and I solemnly swore to myself in my heart to never be like them.
After three years outside my beautiful, tiny city called Visakhapatnam, it only looked even tinier (though admittedly, more beautiful than the last time).
So how do I explain this feeling in my heart as it does somersaults yelling yippeeeeeeeeeeee that two successive top men at RBI are fellow Telugus?
Labels:
Andhra Pradesh,
RBI,
Telugu,
Visakhapatnam
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