Some things are just so important you end up putting them off and off. Perhaps it’s delaying the disappointment if it doesn’t work out. More likely it’s fear of having to deal with the consequences, either way. These things are the big moments in your life and the things that might make everything take a different course.
I finally confronted one of these issues last night. I tried fitting my bike rack to the back of my new car.
It might not seem like much, but without a bike rack a car loses half of its appeal to me. I’m not hugely into cars, but I am definitely into being able to load up a car with mountain biking gear and heading out to ride somewhere better than the scraped-together opportunities of North London. A car which I couldn’t carry a bike on would take away half of the point of having one.
I had therefore put off trying the rack on. In the mean-time I had been further worried by scare-stories of boots with not enough gap to fit the clips over (damn that quality German engineering), and fear for the new paintwork.
With my heart in my mouth I introduced the rack to the car, hoping they would get along. Luckily (although less dramatically for the sake of this story) they could be made to work together, albeit not perfectly, but well enough to satisfy me, without damaging the car and securely holding at least the one bike I tried on.
This is good news. It saves having to look for other bike-carrying options, and means that we are surging forward with preparations for the Great FMFT Summer Adventure.
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