A Boy and His Toys

Well, I added a new toy to the collection, or at least a big part of a new toy. For about a year I have been eyeing the purchase of a new road bike as an addition to my fleet. I have spent hours drooling over the newest, sexiest machines in my local bike shop and Ebay.

Now you have to understand that I basically have a love affair going on with my TT(tri) bike. I am surprised Anna has not signed me up for a 12-step program.

(Tri Bike)

I mean, my tri bike is stored in my bedroom next to my bed and it’s not like we inhabit a loft apartment in New York. It gets regular check-ups and constantly cleaned. It probably has better hygiene then I do.

Anyway, thanks to some birthday money and a sweet deal, I have added a road bike (BMC Racemaster) to my collection, so that I do not have to put as my many miles on my tri bike and so I can bling it out (ie. make it even lighter and faster).

(New Frame, Bad Light)

We now have two bikes in the bedroom.

I have promised Anna that I will build the appropriate storage. I know most of you are thinking “isn’t that what a garage is for?”, but… it’s not going to happen…remember love affair. Let’s just hope my tri bike’s not jealous.

Editor’s note: If Scott had his way there would be an addition put on the house for his bikes. This addition would include heated floors, bike stands padded with thick black velvet, mirrors on the ceiling, and a life-size poster of Lance Armstrong on the door. When you walked in, the radio would automatically start playing the theme to Chariot’s of Fire.