See attached photo -
Good : Me of course
Bad : My right shin
Ugly : It’s obvious
This afternoon I took the “ugly one” for a ride on my favorite trail. The trail is a series of short but very steep climbs and goes as far as I have time or energy. This was my first real MUni ride on that hideous frame.
I made it to my usual first resting spot where the trail makes it’s first of many creek crossings accross wooden foot bridges. I was waiting for my heart rate to slow to a less than fatal rate when a nice lady coming down the trail on a Cannondale crossed the bridge and said “Hi - have a nice ride”.
She rode past me but 15 feet down the trail came to an abrupt stop, turned around and said “For hell sakes - YOU’RE ON A UNICYCLE! I’ll bet THAT makes this trail technical!”. Then in the next breath said “That’s the ugliest damn unicycle I’ve ever seen”*
I continued up the trail to my next usual resting spot right before another creek crossing. Again, I wait for the light at the end of the dark tunnel to fade away as my heart rate comes down. I stood there and visualized me crossing the bridge, making the short but steep and rocky climb to another bridge, crossing the creek and finally climbing the last 20 foot long 70 percent grade to the top. This time I came to within one pedal stroke of making it. What a heart breaker - but I’ll get it!
This ride will be my last on the ugly unicycle. I’m done with my sense of style being insulted. I’m tired of the terrified looks. I don’t want to try avoiding people anymore. In short, I’m weary of the shame of the ugly unicycle. I’ve ridden it and it didn’t break so now it’s time for it to go to it’s new home.
*The nice lady on the Cannondale really didn’t say that the unicycle was ugly but I’ll bet she thought it.