Today I *FINALLY* got on my bike to commute. It felt sooooo good! I didn't commute all week because I was feeling a variety of things: sick, lazy, tired-no... EXHAUSTED, lazy (did I already say that). So I finally got on my bike and headed to work.
Because of daylight savings time- it was kind of dark on the way to work. I enjoyed it, oddly enough! Got to enjoy some nice cool breezes.
I'm all lit up. Crappy phone camera...
Worked a full day and was so grateful to be able to head out on the bike for an extra loop around the lake on the way home.
Ruh roh!!!
As I pushed my bike out of my office, I realized I had a flat tire. Dang! Unloaded the bike, turned it over, took off the wheel (rear, of course) and pulled the tube out. Felt around and didn't feel anything poking through the tire. OK. Put the new tube in.
Ruh roh!!!
In my haste of packing my repair bag, it appears that I grabbed a 700c tube instead of what my bike needs: a 650c. DOH! OK, so that's not so good. I had 2 Co2's but I didn't want to burn one to find the punctures, fix it, then burn another inflating the tube. What a waste! So I opted to walk home instead. It's only 3 miles and I needed the workout anyway. Put all my gear on to head home, then was given an offer that I couldn't refuse: a ride home (well, one of the kids offered it, and I followed up and asked mom and she said yes). I jumped at the chance. I should have walked. I didn't.
So my first commute in 2 weeks was a WHOPPING 3 miles.
I'm pretty incredible. I know you're jealous of my incredible athleticism. You should be.
My bike bag is impressed with me. No wait- I think he's mocking me...
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!
And oh yeah, came home changed the tube, and half an hour later it was flat again. DANG! Finally figured out that there was a miniscule piece of a thorn in the tire that caused the puncture. Fixed it AGAIN and now I'm good to go for Monday... hopefully....
Friday, March 25
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