The Indy Fab is flying solo somewhere....

After a long hiatus from bike postings (since the end of the tour)! I feel compelled to write an ode to my recently stolen bicycle, my amazing Indy Fab: my one and only road bike, the gal I was committed to spending the rest of my life with, my most trusted (and most sexy) steed. But first the story. On February 13th, in the afternoon, some asshole bike thief took advantage of a small mistake on my part, which was only bringing the thick cable lock to school rather than both the cable lock and u-lock (which I do 99% of the time). I came out of school after class to see only the cut lock and my helmet sitting sadly on the ground. My chest tightened and I had a moment of denial before realizing that my favorite material possession was gone.

I've spent the last two weeks frantically looking everywhere for the bike.