Sheldon, a bit worse for wear after his front wheel collided with a car, went off to the e-bike shop today for a post-collision service.

He needs new brake pads and, unfortunately, a new right hand brake. I gave him a once over last Saturday with a view to giving him a ride down the block (my shoulder is finally starting to feel a bit better) and discovered a bend in the right hand brake. Turns out when me and the bike fell onto the bitumen, the right hand brake – in addition to my right shoulder – bore the brunt of the impact.

I reckon he’ll come out the other side in pretty good shape.

I also enquired about the prospect of purchasing an additional battery. I’m really keen to get a second battery so I can ride longer distances. It also means I can carry extra weight (e.g. my dog in a doggy cart) without having to worry about it sucking up all the juice. It’d be so wonderful to be able to take Pacey to the dog park, to picnics and to visit various friends – not to mention just hang out. He’s such an awesome boy. He deserves to join me and Sheldon on my adventures. Now I just have to work on my leg muscles so I can get up them damn hills with all that additional weight.

News is the bike shop is expecting a shipment of new batteries that have a longer lifespan. While this doesn’t mean extra ‘per trip’ life, it does mean you can get more charges out of them meaning you can use them for longer. Good to hear!

One of the coolest things about grrrls riding bikes is the gorgeous contrast of pretty girly nail polish against dirty greasy hands. The chain fell off and I had to pop it back on. The result? Sexy hands!

I would love someone to properly photograph this kind of contrast effect. I think it’s the sexiest thing ever.