...Yep, that's what they said to me when I took my bike in yet AGAIN to get it adjusted. This is the fourth or fifth time, and my knees still kill me after only about 2 miles. I'm starting to think that it's not the bike, it's the knees, which really scares me because I love to cycle, run, play volleyball, dance, etc, etc. Compulsive couch potato-ness doesn't sit well with me; I have to just be 'in the mood' to be lazy. Oh well, we shall see.
Listen to Little Joy- your life will be better.
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