I (not so) casually dropped in to my last post that I had collected a Turbo Trainer (TT) and done my first cycling session.  Before I could use it, it had to be assembled.  Joy!

At the shop where I collected the TT, I departed to the following words from the helpful assistant:  “You’ll probably exhaust yourself just trying to put that together!” (chuckle, chuckle).  Great!  Marvellous!

I wouldn’t say I’m particularly good with my hands.  I don’t get a lot of practice (out of choice).  Most manual activities usually involve a disproportionate amount of bad language and sweat that is inconsistent with the physical effort expected.

Within that context, I would say there are two things that I’ve historically been particularly unsuccessful with:

1. Following instructions
2. Bikes

So I was clearly set up for success!

Welcome to my world!

As far as instructions are concerned, I’m a bloke.  Instructions are there to help you unpick problems, to confirm you’ve made a mistake, to compare your attempt to, or to retrospectively understand the criticality of the red writing on the label marked “IMPORTANT”.

I find bikes fiddly.  My main experiences have been with brake adjustments, tweaks to gears and tyres / inner tubes.  All of them have been disappointingly unsatisfying and much harder work than they should have been.  I’m sure there’s a “knack”, but I don’t have it (in fact I had to check the dictionary to see how it’s spelt!).

Having got the TT home and unpacked it, I did the grown up thing… I sat down and read the instructions!  Ten single sentence lines and some incomprehensible diagrams.  Still, it appeared that as long as I could accurately measure the wheel of the bike (and didn’t drop / damage the “important bit”), nothing could go wrong.

And so, to the source of my pride… after less than 2 hours, and without having to take the whole thing apart to start again, I managed to build the TT.  (To be honest, I did have to measure the wheel multiple times… I knew it was important, but couldn’t get the “fine tuning” to work for quite a while!)

Construction is generally easier if performed under sterile conditions

I know it’s a small thing, sad even, but in my book assembling something without destroying it, even in a small way, should always be a cause for celebration.

Although I may be grimacing and cursing when I’m riding the bike, there will forever be a small smile (on the inside) because I managed to get this far in the first place!

Happy assembling!