Ever have a particularly nice ride, especially a quick sub five mile one where you avoid a bunch of obstacles and accelerate through traffic and just feel really quick and nimble, then dismount and look at your bike and realize how insnely perfect it is and how well it fits you (and you it)?

i had one of those on my way to work today. as i rode the elevator to my office, i stared at it and realized that i really really really love the way i built my bike up. the months of riding my beater as i waited for a hard-to-find component on ebay, or spending weeks flip-flopping between bars, never wrapping them because they were a friend's (who was nice enough to let you check them out)...

i really love my bike.
a lot.
it's perfect.

this is all.