If you’ve been watching this site, you will know that there has been a new arrival in the Bicycling offices – a new member of the Bicycling South Africa family. She’s beautiful and is just a few days old. When she was brought into the office today everyone wanted to touch her and look at her.
Even in the street, passers-by gazed at her and, of course, everyone wanted one just like her. When she first arrived I couldn’t keep my eyes off her and as I lay in bed at night, I would place her close by so I could gaze at her beauty and ensure she was safe.
There has been teething problems but nothing too serious. I had to wait a long time for her to arrive and over the closing weeks before her expected arrival, I was both nervous and excited about how she would change my life.
I’m talking of course, about my new bike.
Unfortunately, the new arrival has been overshadowed by the excitement around another new arrival, Bicycling’s Online Editor Kirsten Curtis’s baby. She is a month away from welcoming a new cycling convert into the world and there is much excitement and planning of baby showers among the women in the office.
But there was no such planning before my bike arrived. It was as if no one cared about the fact that my full carbon Cannondale Synapse was my dream bike. There were no parties for me where people could give me new gloves or a nice bottle of new chain lube. Nobody even took a bet about whether I would get the blue/white frame or the red/grey frame.
Despite this, I am convinced that getting a new bike is far better than a new baby. There is far less getting up in the middle of the night (although far more getting up early in the morning), there is far less mess (if you don’t count the chain marks on the bed) and there is also the possibility that, if I’m not totally happy, I can take it back and get a different model (tricky with a baby!)
And yet the excitement is the same. The expectation of that first ride. The attention of those around and the joy of having your own piece of pure joy.
Call me what you want, but I’d far rather have a new bike than a new baby.