A clean bike is a happy bike

I spent the day wishing I could be outside but instead taking care of two sick little girls who didn't want to even eat, let alone go outside. Fortunately in this round of colds the fevers didn't go over 102*F and haven't yet turned into pneumonia (knock on wood).

I was able to go out on the deck and give Buttercup a thorough cleaning, though - half a roll of paper towels and half a box of Q-tips later, here are the results. I even touched up some scuff marks on the flat black metal surfaces with a black Sharpie, at Flatman's suggestion, which worked reasonably well. Then I brought her inside with good intentions of riding her on the trainer tonight, but I'm too beat. Now that the girls are finally tucked into bed I'm more inclined to take a long hot bath with a glass of wine.

Just for comparison, below is an older photo of the previous set of bullhorns. Pretty similar but straight instead of slightly downswept. I still might need to re-adjust the angles a bit.


Good old Buttercup! She's nearly two years old and is starting to show just a little bit of age. We've been around the block a few times, she and I, since she came to live with me. About 3700 miles worth. She's served me well and I hope will continue to do so for many good years to come. That's why I like to treat her well!