There's no use trying to sugarcoat this - I have no clue when it comes to bicycles. When I say "no clue", I mean no clue. I put my feet on the pedals, push them around, and try not to fall over.
This served me quite well in past years when my bikes were far less complex and far easier to have serviced by any acquaintance with a wrench and a desire for payment in beer. Things are changing. My needs are changing. I now have a stable of bikes - my son's Hase Pino, an HP Velotechnik Speedmachine, and a Catrike Trail. I could just bring them to RBR every time I need a fix, but why not use my time in the shop to actually learn to do this work for myself?
The smart approach would be to learn a bit at a time when my own maintenance needs arise. The smart approach is no fun. The fun approach is probably not smart, but here it is: I'm going to learn how to do full bike builds. Yep, I'm being handed a fresh boxed bike for some hands-on learning and, admittedly, some free labor for the shop. RBR will end up with a bike they can sell. I'll end up with some knowledge and a good blogging topic.
It just so happens that there are two Sun EZ-3 trikes that need a build, so I'm taking the blue one. Why blue? Because there are already two red ones on the floor. That's about as deep a rationale as you're going to get from me.
My education is sitting in a box on the floor. Later today, I'll be opening both it and my horizons. ... And don't worry, Rob will be inspecting the trike before it is sold to anyone.