Why don’t you just sell your bike?
That’s not a loaded question or anything.
I had talked about buying a bike for months. My friends were sick of it. Just buy something already! Get out and ride with us! I’d received notification that I was going to be laid off within the year and it had already been six months. The end was truly near.
I needed something to burn off anxiety. I needed something to go out with my kids. I needed a bike.
I decided to head up to the local bike superstore. I had purchased a Specialized mountain-bike-y hybrid in 2005 but never rode it and had just handed it down to my oldest child as a birthday present (my mom got it tuned up and changed out the seat). I didn’t want to make the same mistake – buy an expensive bike and then never ride it.
Yes. $300 was expensive for me back then.
I slowly walked up each row, pretending I knew what I was looking for. I didn’t want to go the mountain-bike route – getting a mountain-y hybrid clearly didn’t work out. I looked at the flat-bar fitness hybrids – I liked the balance of road and hybrid – but they were almost a thousand dollars. I did not want to make an even more expensive mistake. I looked at the road bikes and just couldn’t swallow the idea of spending $1,500 minimum. So I found the small selection, causally tucked away, of comfort hybrids. The sales guy listened to what I said I was looking for (“…comfortable, easy, riding on the path with my kids…”) and said they would be the best for my needs.
A week later, I took delivery on my new comfort hybrid. I was happy. I rounded up my kids and we rode to the fro-yo shop and back.
The rest is well-known: I started riding by myself on the path. I started riding farther and tried desperately to ride faster. I wanted to keep up with the kids on the road bikes. I wanted it to not suck so bad going up hills. I pushed and pushed and pushed.
I have a job and a bonus. I go out and make a total Fred move: I get a full carbon bike complete with shoes and pedals and everything. I can’t stop smiling. I love this bike. LOVE it. She rides like a dream, once I haul my ass into a clinic for beginners. I’m going faster and farther and loving it.
This is where I started to love cycling.
Comfort Hybrid gets relegated to gravel or cinder paths – which are ridden less and less. I put a rack and fenders on her so I can bike commute. She kicks my ass every time. I’m so sore and tired when I get home – it’s hard to feel motivated to ride to work because I know the ride home will suck. And she’s not fast. We joke on the commutes that she’s our Green Light Good Luck Charm because we always make the green light. I believe it’s because she knows I don’t love her and it trying to make up for it. Prove she has worth.
I pick up a late-80s road machine and begin overhauling and adding to make her my commuter. I love her so much. She rides differently than my Nice Road Bike. She’s steel and even on my 25s, I don’t mind gravel paths. But I love riding her so much. I can’t stop smiling.
Which brings us back to the original line – Why don’t you just sell your bike?
My husband will tell you I have too many bikes. And while I totally disagree, he has a point. One bike stands out, lonely and a pariah among loved machines. One bike that simply isn’t meant for the abuse I put her through. One bike that gets no love.
So after much agonizing (she’s a decent bike! I can take her on the trails with the kids! What would I replace her with?) I’ve decided it’s time to sell her. I’m still conflicted – she’s transported me over 1,000 miles (over 1,600km) in the past two years. She’s reliable. She’s stable. She’s comfortable.
But I never think “Man, I need to ride my hybrid today.” And I’m sure someone out there is looking for a stable, reliable, comfortable ride and doesn’t want to pay retail. She was $500 new; I’m asking $300 obo for the bike with fenders, a rack, water bottle cage and bell.
I’ve only listed her with my bike club for personal reasons. She may or may not sell, given the small audience. And if she doesn’t, I’ll still take her out sometimes.
But every bike deserves to be loved. I hope I can help someone else love to ride.
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Hello friends – I am selling my black 2011 Specialized Crossroads Sport comfort hybrid, size Small. She comes with fenders, a rack, water bottle cage, and bell. Featuring an upright riding position, wide comfortable seat, front suspension (can be locked out), and plenty of gears (triple in front, 7-speed in the back) for any kind of terrain. The 700×38 tires roll over just about anything, ensuring a smooth and comfortable ride. Platform pedals. Excellent for running errands around town or noodling on multi-use paths. $300 obo. Photos available upon request!
13 thoughts on “For Sale”
I’m amazed at the strong connection we can feel for inanimate objects… I am just as guilty. What a sweet post! I hope she finds a new rider who will love her like you did!
Thanks. It’s probably good that I’m not sure what I would replace her with because then there would be urgency too. Although I have some feelers out to a guy selling an old school Free Spirit Greenbriar step-though for less than a hundred bucks. To fulfill my desire to have something super cute and cruiser-y.
Because that’s TOTALLY practical! LOL
I loved reading this. Because I remember sitting with you at Intea when you were talking about going and buying your first bike. Now reading your posts and blogs, it has been wonderful to see how far you have grown with your cycling. Marc and I are starting to want to cycle, and if we were closer I would buy that bike second. All the luck selling it , and the good karma it will bring someone else!
Aw Sarah – if we were closer I’d totally cut you a better deal!
Thank you – I like the bike, I just don’t LOVE it. Even so, it’s still hard to think about saying goodbye. Maybe that’s why I tend to keep too many things for far too long – for sentimental value.
Good luck to you and Marc with cycling! I’ve found it to be an absolute joy and to some extent an addiction worthy of an intervention. 🙂
I can so relate to the found friendship with a bicycle. And the gentle ache as we evolve but the bicycle doesn’t–making room in our lives for new, but not in our spacial realms.
There’s a part of me that hopes she doesn’t sell. I don’t love her but she’s a decent bike that my mom could ride when she visits (which is so far once but we’ve only been here 17 months) because she has neck issues and can’t ride a typical road bike.
But if she can do more than sit in my garage most of the year, I’d rather she go to someone who loves her.
That’s how I feel about my CAD1 that is currently hanging from her rear wheel in the backroom of the LBS.
*smiles*…..I do not think you want to sell it. You speak fondly of the other bikes….how grand they are.
The hybrid… it is not as grand…not as fast….not as light….but you speak fondly of it.
I do not know if I want you to sell it. Strange that feeling yes?
There is a soft spot for her. She’s a work-horse. She’s utilitarian. She’s not even pretty, really. She’s a strange mash-up of a mountain bike, a vintage townie, and modern low-grade aluminum.
No one has reached out yet so …….
OMG…I just clicked your link to Fred…OMG lol. But now I am wondering….am I Fred?????? (Though to be honest, it seemed as if Fred was both a bad thing…and a weirdly good thing in the 2nd definition.)
Who knew this lingo existed? I need to bookmark this page.
Haha … apparently the female form is a “Wilma.” a la the Flintstones.
You just rocked an impromptu metric. You are far from a Fred. or a Wilma. LOL
You are too kind *smiles* …. I will say, last week I rode about 20 miles….which is a nice ride for me…I ride between 10 – 20 miles now. The previous week I rode 20….and kept going for 40. So I thought, ok…I can do the 62. But let me say…omg…the last 20 was quite hard actually…but I have a few more Metric’s I am actually signed up for this year….so this is good to get me in shape 🙂
Oh, I took a look at that site again…there are some totally hilarious definitions.
The general rule is if you can do 2/3 the distance, you can go the whole way. I took my friend on a metric last summer and he was hitting the wall about 10 miles from the end. So we slowed our pace and took it easy.
I think once you get over 40 miles, it’s going to hurt (or ache) no matter what. My husband says I’m useless after a long bike ride and it’s true – I just want to take a shower and hang out. LOL