The one and only

There are a few moments in life when you see the tragic thing. Moments when you start to think: why do I have so many parts? why 4 saddles? why 4 pair of pedals?

The moments when you realize that you only got 1 bike, 1 single bike, not even 1 bike and a project but just bike. How is it to not choose bike, to not choose shoes, to not choose helmet?

My one and only bike is a Superbike, my Cannondale SuperX:

The bike that is always there for me, the bike that I’ve been riding in the forest with, the bike I’ve been enjoying asphalt rides with friends around mountains, the bike that been through deep mud and the bike that has been carried over to high things.

Will I survive this or what to do?

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