Zoë was in the shop today for some routine maintenance and the not-so-routine replacement of a part of my rear wiper assembly that makes the washer fluid spray on the rear window as opposed to straight back from the car. (Funny story - after I discovered this "feature," I started using it to keep people from tailgating me.) I also sprang for some new tires, which has vastly improved my already impressive (to me) handling. The cost of this great adventure was approximately $550. I'm ok with this because I knew I needed new rubber, and I am still in the realm of maintaining the car as opposed to scrambling to replace one failing system after another. Let's just say that I'm happy with the newer car experience.
I also took my bike out of storage and prepped it for a tune at Ace Wheelworks. I prepped it because I was a trifle (ok, a lot) embarassed by the amount of dust that had accumulated on the frame and works. My front wheel is a little off true, but I took a spin around the block just for to see. A couple of things were readily apparent. First, the muscles are still there, and still familiar with the the motion and the work. They've been neglected, though. Second, and this should come as no surprise, I'm horribly out of shape. I'll pick it up from the shop tomorrow and will hopefully be able to motivate sufficiently to get on it daily. In contrast to the car, the cost of this service is going to run in the realm of $55.
It'll be a while until I have the same kind of utility from it. It'll come.
Sputnik got to burnin' tonight. Just a simple rub on some chicken legs brought to a slight char... something to kick off the season. There will be more happening, likely regularly. If you want in on any given Monday, speak up and I'll see what I can do. I can even be convinced to have less carnivorous fare if you ask nicely.