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I Want My Tranier Back!!!

Seriously. Someone borrowed it in October and I don't think I am ever going to see it again. How crappy, especially since I'm trying to actually do a little training now and December isn't exactly the time to take my bike outside...neither is January/February really, for that matter.

They aren't cheap and I certainly don't have $350 to just go hop out and buy another one, especially when my car got broken into AGAIN Saturday night and that will be a nice $400 drop in the bucket to get fixed.

Merry freakin' Christmas.


(actually life isn't all that bad, but these two things are just really, really frustrating me right now...apparently I went a little crazy Christmas shopping for everyone...but got some pretty awesome gifts for people, that I am very, very excited about...but now I don't exactly have money just lying around to throw at new bike trainers and getting my car fixed)


...I would love if my grey trainer somehow magically reappeared on my doorstep in its new pink self, but I don't think santa comes to see me anymore, and a can of spray paint could certainly make my trainer just great...if I ever get it back.

Comments

Eric said…
NEVER lend out your trainer!!!!
Cass said…
Argh... you are WAY too nice! Hopefully we can find you the snazzy pink trainer super cheap after Christmas or Santa will be nice since you have a tree for it to go under.

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