I’ll get around to it are words that sometimes plague my life. I mean to get around to something, but then….don’t. This happened with a restaurant not too far from my place that went out of business before I could eat there–read about it here. In truth, this has happened countless other times.
Backtracking a little bit, I need to tell the story of Greg. Greg is one of the members of my cycling club. I like riding with Greg because he doesn’t usually drop me and he is an extremely friendly and funny guy. This year, he bought himself a carbon bike and started riding it on club rides. It was a Cervelo with a fantastic paint job. When I asked Greg where he got it, he explained that it was from a bike shop that I had never heard of. After Greg painted a picture of an amazing shop and the awesome staff, I thought I should visit.
“That’s a good word should” is a phrase one of my Manx friends often said to me when I proposed going out for drinks by saying we should go out for a beer. By saying I should visit, I basically put it out of my head for quite a while. That was in August or September and now were in December.
Of course, visiting a bike shop as an adult with a credit card is somewhat akin to letting a kid go to a candy store with their allowance–actually, kids today are probably a bit different. It’s like letting a kid have unlimited download capability and a slew of pirate movie and music sites.
What I am trying to say is that I was probably avoiding this bike shop because I have too many things on my want list and I should be putting my money somewhere smarter.
For the past few weeks I have been lucky enough to be traveling down the road this bike shop is on. While the appointments I had were rather pressing, I desperately wanted to stop there. Today was my first chance.
The Velo Love Bike shop was everything that Greg explained it to be. The premises were small but the stock and knowledge of the staff was amazing. I really wanted to get to my appointment, but I also wanted to spend time looking at the bikes, evaluating the helmets and other gear, weighing the options on the best Garmin, and even rummaging through the cool jersey collection.
While most of the bike shops I have been in have been awesome, the staff haven’t always been great. The store I bought my bike from was awesome (Spoke O’Motion) and I have been to a few good other ones –but I have also dealt with staff who lacked knowledge and a few who did treat me like a customer, but rather an annoyance. Today was absolutely not like that. Kayla, one of the owners, answered all my questions and made me feel like a pro–despite how much of a newb I feel like after such a bad year in the saddle.
So, now I’ve got a new wish list of stuff from the store, and hankering to spend some money. Danger.