Skewerless in Pacifica

Alhaji told me to bring my bike in my car today. As I pulled up to our usual meeting spot, he drove by and waved. Dutifully, I followed. Twenty minutes later we were cruising through Diamond Heights and I was starting to wonder where exactly he planned on going for a ride.

This is one of the things I love about our workouts - I never have any idea what to expect.

Soon enough, he pulled into a driveway and out came Eduardo. Eduardo is another client of Alhaji's. Sometimes we work out together.

Then off we went again and hopped on the freeway. Soon enough we were in Pacifica. Lovely! As I started taking my mountain bike out of the chariot (my Camry), it occurred to me that something was missing. 

Uh, ya. The freakin' skewer. You know, that little quick-release rod that attaches the wheel to the bike? I must have left it on the sidewalk when I dismantled my bike to put it in the car... 

Well, shit. 

I told the boys to go ahead without me. Alhaji said to, instead, get on my fancy phone, find a bike shop, and go buy the missing part. They would wait. Fair enough.

Thirty minutes, $8 and a trip to Daly City later, I came back with a shiny new skewer ready to rumble.

Thankfully, they were patiently tossing a football and didn't seem at all annoyed that I had delayed our ride. For the next couple hours, we biked along the black sand beaches, up into the mountains, up a bunch of trails and then back down again. 

Today's takeaways: 1) I really really like biking, and 2) when you dismantle something, make sure you don't leave any of the parts behind.