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When I first got back into bikes and riding, I couldn't get enough of it; I was reading everything I could -- Bicycling, Mountain Bike, Bike, Mountain Bike Action, Mountain Biking, et al. Catalogs piled up on my shelves, creased and wrinkled from dozens of perusals.
I was learning -- everything I didn't know before. Naturally, since then, i've let a fair amount of it go, as it was pretentious roadie crap, or just plain wrong. My mental encyclopedia expanded -- and still is, just more selectively -- and my focus narrowed as I learned what worked for me, what worked for others, and such-like stuff.
My last scrip ran out about a year ago, and I don't bother picking up the mags at the stand, even to look at. If I want to know something new, I get online. (SRAM XX is ticking me off, just a bit... racer-boy trash) I learned the difference between 8- and 9-speed, how each performed under me, and which maker to go with (X.9 decorates my bike, Shim could handle 8 OK, but not 9).
They had, and still have, their place; I've been an avid reader since before 1st grade, even on the can, so they make excellent bathroom reading.
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Canada is like your attic; you don't really think about it being up there but when you go there you say, "Wow! Look at all this great stuff!".
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