(or: on letting go of what is not yet broken)
If it’s working and you know it, leave it alone!
If it’s working and you know it, leave it alone!
If it’s working and you know it, and you really want to keep it that way,
If it’s working and you know it, leave it alone!
***
I cycled to work again today.
It’s been really cold lately and it was still around freezing when I left the house, late.
The wheel was stiff when I tried wheeling it away from the bike stand and towards the road. It felt like the brakes were jammed on tight, but they weren’t. After a bit of gentle persuasion and a few angry words it unstuck itself and off I went.
I assumed (see, there’s that bad word again, almost as bad as “planning”) there must have been ice in the works somewhere – it did get thoroughly soaked last week and it was icy this morning (never thought I’d have to scratch ice off the saddle, but I did).
***
I left work while it was still light to cycle to my maths/English/German student. As it turned dusky and got darker and darker I realised I was riding without lights. Argh. As a car driver, I can’t stand cyclists without lights.. as a cyclist, I try to be car friendly, in the hopes that they won’t run me over. Also, as I found out on Wednesday, lights are useful.
***
After we’d talked about adjectival attributes (?!) for as long as we could concentrate, I borrowed a front bike light from my maths kid’s mum and headed home.
Except I couldn’t. The front wheel was stuck again. It took me several metres of pushing and kicking and cajoling before anything happened. When it finally did start rolling, the nut holding the front wheel onto the forks starting turning too..
I stopped and did it up as best I could with gloves on. Another couple of paces and it was loose again.
At some point I noticed that the cables from the dynamo were hanging in the breeze and the box they’re supposed to join into was riding round in circles, presumably enjoying unknown freedom.
I prodded it a bit, retightened the nut and rode home, very very carefully.
***
It would appear that my dynamo has died.
When I said I was thinking about getting new lights, I didn’t mean I no longer wanted the old ones.
Tomorrow, I will have to find a bike doctor before work. Even if I was willing to buy new lights and ignore the dynamo, I am not willing to hurl myself at the pavement when the wheel falls off.
I expect I will have to leave my bike there and then walk to work or at least walk to the train station.
Sometimes I really love my life.
***
I think it’s time for a new motto/mantra:
If it’s working and you know it, leave it alone! Do not touch it, use it or think about it. Do not criticise it. Do not think about changing it or replacing it.
Instead, be thankful for it..you never know when it’s going to stop working..
more crying …I hope that soon, very soon, everything starts to go right for you.