I’ve won races on you.
But also lost a lot of skin.
You’ve given pleasure and joy.
But also pain and suffering.
You’ve taught me new skills.
But also that I still have much to learn.
You’ve stayed upright in driving rain.
But thrown me to the road in the dry.
You’ve taken me places that made me feel richer.
But also kept me considerably poorer.
You’ve kept me fit and healthy.
But also seen me become good mates with the local doctor.
You’ve inspired me.
But also found ways to perplex.
Yes, I love you bike.
But right now I also hate you.