The Day That Never Comes.
September 10, 2008
Artist: Metallica
Album: Death Magnetic
SO I was a naughty boy and downloaded Metallica’s new album the other day, about a week and a half before its release date thanks to a shop in france selling a few copies and it’s now all over the internet. That’s where I got my title from – today was a day I thought would never come. It was my “day that never comes”.
I got my hardtail back. That’s right – that’s the bike that was stolen from my damn house on christmas eve last year. That’s almost 9 months ago. 9 months! I guess it’s hard for me to even word how I’m feeling about it. I rode it home today and it was one of, if not the best ride of my life. To get back on my baby and pedal off was overwhelming. That bike really was my life and to be honest I cried when I lost it out of my own stupidity of not locking it up, and I shed a tear of joy as I was pedalling off into the rain this afternoon.
It was weird, I just see a guy riding it at the train station and then 2 days later it’s in my hands again. It kinda feels off though. I missed that bike because I made so many memories on it, I had personalised it and I knew it – yeah, it had a personality. But now that the spec has been changed by someone other than me, to spec I don’t like – namely the bars and stem, a horrendous spec choice – it just feels like it wasn’t me that made those memories, it wasn’t me who made the bike personal. I don’t know, once i fiddle around with it and put some new bars on there and a new stem it will be just like old times. I’m just so glad to get my stolen bike back.
So what now? I’ve been planning on getting rid of my downhill bike after the state champs anyway, now i have even more crazy ideas running through my head. I’ve been eyeing off the idea of a Bullit for a while now, but I was thinking, a mishmash of parts from the SGS and the hardtail onto a Bullit frame and a new fork, or a Bullit and another hardtail, something like a 2×9 Komodo. That way I could ride/race XC and 4x on the hardtail, and trail ride and race DH on the Bullit. I don’t know. I’ve got some erious contemplating to do.
Danielle and I quietly celebrated 3 months on saturday night. Not very long I know, but it’s long enough for me to know that this is right. I feel so comfortable around her and best of all I feel accepted. I haven’t felt this way ina long time – properly accepted by a partner. She just makes me so lost for words, it’s hard to imagine someone of my age feeling so strongly about someone, but I do. But don’t think I’m about to shack up with her, or get her up the duff, or pop the question. Fuck that, fuck that right off. I just want to enjoy the company of the greatest girl I’ve ever met for a long time to come. I’m pretty sure she feels the same way.
I love life, despite having failed my logbook test for the secon time today. I know I can drive, i just fuck the test up. Out of test conditions, I do so well. Oh well, not much I can do about that one now, just do better next time.
Night all.
