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I was out on a training ride today aboard my prized Serotta Legend Ti bicycle, and the drive train started making a noise bikes aren’t supposed to make. Sort of like “fingernails on a blackboard”, combined with “V8 motor running at redline runs out of oil”. I limped home and traced the noises to the bottom bracket.
Up on the work stand in my garage, I unbolted and removed the port-side crank. A handful of shards and ball bearings fell out on the floor and scattered. Using my amazing powers of deduction, I concluded this was not good.
There was so much sharp flotsam and jetsam on the floor of my garage, I had to vacuum it. These are a few of the ball bearings I was able to round up with my fingers.
Aeronautical engineers call this sort of thing “an uncontained catastrophic failure”.
I call it $500.
On the other hand, I didn’t have to walk home in my bike shoes, or hitch a ride, as I’ve done several times this year after catastrophic failures.
And most importantly, I wasn’ t hurt.
I’m not as young as I once was, and I don’t heal all that quickly any more.