I go through bicycle phases. Sometimes I ride a lot, sometimes not. For the past few years, I’ve been riding it a lot. Back and forth to work. . . around town. . . to Mexico. . . etc
Anyway, I’ve had the same bicycle for about 14 years, and last week I got a hole in my wheel. Not the inner tube, not even the tire, it’s the rim.
The rim of my back wheel where the brakes touch has been getting progressively more concave as the years go by, and as you can kind of see in the photo, I finally wore through it. This meant, of course, that I had to replace my rim in the middle of our buy-nothing year. Continue reading