Well shit.

Pardon my French.

Remember a short time ago when I posted that my bike was going to have to be my main mode of transportation for the next little while?

Well.

I rode to work and locked the bike up right outside of the yoga studio doors. There were several other bikes also locked up there, and it's a fairly busy road with lots of pedestrians and some car traffic. Sometime in the afternoon, during a very busy time at the studio with three classes walking in and out, this happened:


That would be one end of my supposedly "indestructable" bike lock which, clearly, is quite destructable when one uses a flame to melt the outside casing and spends a good long time hacking through the cables within. Clearly this took quite an effort to work through since it's not a clean cut. I find it very difficult to believe that nobody saw anything here given that it was a busy time on a well-traveled road. Sonofabitch.

Unfortunately, to my own demise, I had only this lock attached to my bike. However, this was the strongest lock in the universe according to my bike-riding-highly-security-conscious father who bought it for me, who was subsequently in shock when I told him that his lock sucked.

So, I walk out of the studio ready to ride home, when surprise! All that remains is my lock lying sad and limp on the ground, the lock itself still fully intact. Major sad face :(!!!!!!

Now I'm waiting for the police to call me back to collect the serial number and bike information to file a report, and need to call my house insurance people to see if I can get anything, though I suspect that my insurance will end up increasing if I make a claim on it. Bah!

The moral of the story: make sure that you have double or triple locked your bike if you're parking on the street, and try to lock up on a main road where surely somebody will see and may actually stop to beat up whoever is trying to steal your bike. For now, I have to either start looking for a new (hopefully cheap) bike or start walking a lot farther :S