The Joy of Wrenching*

There's nothing like working on your bike in the garage with the door open on a rare sunny Saturday morning.

The local classical station has opera on every Saturday morning. I fired up the espresso machine, cranked up the opera and got busy wrenching. It didn't matter that all I was doing was throwing on a pair of clip-on aerobars; even though I wasn't hand-brazing a Columbus tubing frame it was still a blast, even though I didn't understand a single word of the opera.

* wRenching, not Wenching. Although that can certainly be fun matey.


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