As long as you've written a will to designate who gets the bike(s) when your used tires kill you at 70mph on the highway....I see nothing whatsoever wrong with your priorities. Far too much is done these days to keep Darwin from doing his job anyway. Natural selection baby...it's a wonderful thing.
Loved ones grieve, without question...but they get over it soon enough. Within the year the wife finds a new husband, the kids get a brand spankin new daddy and maybe that guy can get the bike(s) professionally fit so that he can ride them down to the store once in a while. It's a win-win!
*note, the above was meant as comic relief on a Friday morning. If you have not found it funny in any way, then I sincerely apologize and hope your complete lack of a sense of humor does not cause you to get hit by a truck...today.
