As my alarm went off a 5:40 this morning, I decided that I didn't want to get up and ride the trainer. I awoke Mr. Spie (which I am sure he loved!!) and asked if he had plans for this afternoon or may I ride outside. He grunted something about no plans for him and I made plans for me to ride outside and settled down for more sleep.
At 12:30 I pulled my bike outside and had Mr. Spie check the pressure the tires. One of the tires did not want to inflate. After three attempts, we decided on "good enough". (Warning #1)
I fastened on my helmet and took off. I was joyous to be riding outside. I rode 10 minutes away from my house and decided that my seat was not comfortable. I had shifted the nose down so I could ride more comfortable on the trainer. It was not comfortable on the road. (Warning #2)
I pulled over onto a driveway and set about adjusting my seat. As I was pulling my tools out of the bike bag, the zipper on the bike bag broke. (Warning #3)
I fixed the seat. Removed the bike bag and carried it back home. I threw it in the house and yelled to Mr. Spie that I was still riding and I was just going to carry my phone. His reply "But, you won't have a tube or any tools." (Warning #4)
I set out again and realized that my seat was still loose. Dismounted after not even getting out of the driveway and adjusted the seat again. (Warning #5)
Seat adjusted. Helmet on. Finally riding. Feeling good. 40 minutes in and it starts to sprinkle. (Warning #6)
I decided that I really wanted to get my ride in and as long as the pavement does not get wet I would continue my ride. I turned to make a second loop and it starts to rain. (Warning #7)
Cold and on wet pavement, common sense made me abort my mission and take the "quick" way home. I suddenly feel slower than I was before. I look down and I have a rear flat. In the rain. Miles from home. In 50+ degree weather. Wearing shorts.
I called Mr. Spie to come rescue me. His answer "Why did you get a flat?"
I got a flat because I didn't listen to the warnings.
1 comment:
See, I am so lazy that, after noticing the tired needed pumping, I would have thrown the air pump, poured myself another cup of coffee, turned on the Bears game, and called it a day.
But hey - at least you got out there!!!
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