I had my mountain bike stolen out of my garage today. It felt so defeating. I was really bummed. My trek was stolen from my patio a few months back and now my cannondale? What kind of luck is this? Stolen in broad daylight on a Sunday afternoon (I left my garage door open for a few minutes and came back to it being gone). Anyways, I am extremely grateful that I found the scumbag that took that bike earlier this evening. He was caught like a deer in headlights. I’m not typically a confrontational person, but oh man. I was livid. It felt so satisfying to find my bike and take it back. Moral of the story: Theft is a crime of oppurtunity. While you can’t guarantee things won’t get stolen, taking proper precautions can certainly help reduce the risk. Don’t make my mistake of forgetting to close the garage door. Otherwise, your 💲 on wheels can disappear in less than 60 seconds. I’m just happy to have my baby back 💖