Okay, I know it sounds like a stretch, but stick with me on this one.Yesterday morning I had a flat tire when I woke up. Not the best thing to happen right before a big day of riding, but completely fixable right? So I flipped the bike over, removed the wheel, got the tube out, patched it and put everything back together. Everything that is except two greased up ball bearings that were sitting on the floor when I flipped the bike right side up again. Excuse me? Ball bearings? Some how they had escaped from my hub…but the dust cap was completely tightened. No small holes visible where they could have escaped either. How the what?!?So this is where the leprechaun comes in. Having no logical idea of how the bearings could have escaped we have decided that there is a leprechaun living inside of my frame who magically popped them out. He also may have been responsible for the loosening of my bottom bracket last week, though I will not go so far as to say he broke my shifters. Those were just crap quality.
As my bike is definitely not made of gold, you may ask how a leprechaun came to live inside of it. I think perhaps he is a distant relative of Bob, the miniature size man who lives in my knee (also known to less “creative” people as a donor ACL replacement ligament). As he’s obviously ticked by the lack of gold, I have stuck a moneda - a one peso coin - on the front of the head tube as that is where Ben thinks he lives. Hopefully this will appease him and no other parts will mysterious fall off.