I have posted here previously about my new BMC and how much I love it. Yesterday the BMC was in LBS getting its normal post-purchase check up and I unexpectedly got out of work early. I just wanted to do a little ride, so I took out my old bike, a low-end entry level woman's Trek, for a few easy miles, nothing taxing.

By all objective measures the ride was good, I accomplished what I wanted to get done. But it was interesting to realize the qualitative differences between the bikes. The Trek got the job done, but more in the manner of a piece of exercise equipment. After 18 miles, I came to an intersection where I could turn right to go home or go straight to ride more. I turned right (the better training choice) and went home without a second thought.

I don't quite know how to express this and hopefully it won't sound weird. But the BMC is totally different. Everything about it seems completely right to me. It is somehow, I don't know, "inspiring?". It is always harder for me to stop riding it than to start. When I got to that intersection, if I had been on the BMC, I probably would have struggled a little more with the decision to turn home, succumbed, and ridden another 5 or 10 miles (which would have been ok training-wise too).

I'm not even sure what the point of this post is. I love my bike & I'm sure y'all do too. I guess I just never expected I would develop this level of attachment to a bike.



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