I caught the end of a documentary on Radio National on Sunday. It was a love story about two musicians who had trained at the reknowned Guilliard Music school in New York in the 1980s. In the time since, the woman had become a famous concert pianist while the guy had become a busking violinist in the NY subway.
They never did get their relationship together...At the end the woman summed it up: "I think in the end we loved our instruments more than we loved each other. The relationship is so direct and uncomplicated. They are always there for you."
It got me wondering whether cyclists have a similar relationship with their bikes?
I love my bike - it's tiny like me and I got it in the US while travelling and brought it home. Its been a trusty companion on my sometimes frequent and more often infrequent commutes over the years. I don't think most people would give it a second look but I'd be really upset if anything ever happened to it.
So, how much do you love your bike?