|Bike Chain hanging off my bike. RIP.|
This time I read a debate about whether cyclists ever stop to offer assistance to fellow cyclists broken down on the road side. Everyone on the forum seemed to agree that helpful cyclists are around every corner, town or city. Well, sadly I don’t quite agree and reason being is this.
One sunny day in early July, I was breezing down Westbourne Road, Islington when I felt a crunch and my right leg and foot flung off my pedal smacking my shin against the middle of the bike frame. I looked down to see my chain broken, hanging off my bike, dragging along the road. ‘Help! my chain came off.’ I cried, but no one was around to help, only cars.
I made my way to the curb and picked my sad, overstretched chain up. Apart from contemplating how I was going to get home, I pondered the thought that I must have been cycling SO fast at SUPER speed that I had outsmarted my own bicycle. Yes! I had outsmarted, outmanoeuvered, outFOXED a tough machine of 1980’s steel. Pass me the yellow jersey please!
So whilst consumed with these thoughts, I stupidly got my chain caught in my front tyre between the spokes which took me no less than 15 minutes to untangle, whilst trying not to get oil on my brand new French Connection skirt. This isn’t the part of cycling I signed up for!
I had to resort to my smart phone to seek aid and find out where the nearest bike shop was. I then made my way to the shop, whilst covered in grease and was fitted with a brand new chain. (Holloway cycles, check them out, they are ace!)
I felt sad that in a city full of cyclists during rush hour, not one person stopped to ask if I was alright. I know that there are a lot of helpful people out there and that this experience may not be the norm; however I still feel that we cyclists need to stick together a little bit and help each other in tough times.
P.S. Incidentally, I made up the title of this blog a week before my chain actually came off (It was a curse!).
P.P.S. Incidentally it wasn’t my super strength which broke my chain, but was just an old chain... Pah, keep your yellow jersey Cadel Evans, I have French connection anyway.