Stolen Bikes

In the 17 years we’ve lived in our house, the neighborhood had been remarkably safe. It’s just a single street that loops around, 30 or 35 homes, suburban, close to good schools etc,. But over the years, Rob and I have experienced a few thefts – loose change from Rob’s car when he hasn’t locked it, a generator in our garage for hurricane season, several bicycles. The most recent theft was the other night – two bikes.

Rob closed the garage door when we got back from the dog park, but our cat, Simba, was still outside so I opened the garage door halfway  in the event that it rained or he wanted to come in. About an hour later, I walked out into the garage to call him, and realized my bike and one of Rob’s was gone.

I’ve had my bike for 8 years – since my last one was stolen out of the garage – and this theft pissed me off. Most evenings, Rob and I ride our bikes down toward our neighborhood park with Nika and Noah racing along the sidewalk parallel to the road. I loved my bike. It was comfortable, perfectly suited for my body type, legs, feet. In the winter, when the air is much cooler and fit for human habitation, I enjoy riding it through the equestrian area near our house.

Rob called the cops this morning, so that we can eventually file an insurance claim, but I no longer had the paper work on the bike and couldn’t recall the make, model, etc. Our neighbor, Annette, who is on vacation, has bought the same model bike, so I texted her and told her what had happened and why I needed the bike model. Her response is an interesting synchronicity:

“I just got back from a long bike ride and I’m sitting here trying to catch my breath and I checked my phone and then you ask me what kind of bike I have…What a synchronicity. Sorry to hear about your bike getting stolen.”

 I’m no fan of these kinds of synchronicities. There’s a victim mentality here, the law of attraction as our daughter is quick to point out. While I have never felt like a “victim” in this neighborhood, I do feel like a “victim” in the current political climate and wonder if this is how it manifests itself for me.

Trump policies getting you down? Trump chaos confusing you? Wondering if/when the dude will be impeached? Hey, no problem, let us show you the way the law of attraction works.

 Steal our bikes.

Try to steal our health insurance, our dignity, our democracy.

After awhile, this kind of thinking, of yourself as a victim of a larger system, whatever it is, starts manifesting itself in your personal life. I think it’s time to stop listening to and reading the news.

At any rate, we’re now looking for replacement bikes on offerup.

PS And found two good bikes!