Many years back I had a beautiful Vitus-framed Peugeot Roubaix race bike, Mavic kit etc. It was November, I was about 21 and I had glandular fever. I could hardly go for a piss without feeling exhausted. Eventually, because I was so depressed and sick of being ill, one day I decided I was going to do some retail therapy and go and buy myself one of those new Sony Walkman things, so I got on the Peugeot and rode about 1.5 miles to a store in Walthamstow to get it. It was grey, a bit icy and the roads were filthy. I got the Walkman, and by the time I got back I was so shattered I put the bike in the shed and left it. I took it out about three months later, to find that every component had corroded - the brakes and derailleurs were seized solid, the rims pitted, cranks ruined, the chain immovable - everything just looked like shit. Virtually everything bar the frame was scrap.
Many years back I had a beautiful Vitus-framed Peugeot Roubaix race bike, Mavic kit etc. It was November, I was about 21 and I had glandular fever. I could hardly go for a piss without feeling exhausted. Eventually, because I was so depressed and sick of being ill, one day I decided I was going to do some retail therapy and go and buy myself one of those new Sony Walkman things, so I got on the Peugeot and rode about 1.5 miles to a store in Walthamstow to get it. It was grey, a bit icy and the roads were filthy. I got the Walkman, and by the time I got back I was so shattered I put the bike in the shed and left it. I took it out about three months later, to find that every component had corroded - the brakes and derailleurs were seized solid, the rims pitted, cranks ruined, the chain immovable - everything just looked like shit. Virtually everything bar the frame was scrap.
Wash your bike, kids.