Cycling on beautiful day, who cares if the bridge is out?
“Where’s my bike pump?” I asked my husband after noticing both bike tires where flat.
“Oh. I took that to the office to pump up the cart tires.”
He took my bike pump to his office to pump up a dolley’s tires. Granted I hadn’t cycled in a year, but when I want to ride. I want to ride NOW.
“Call Joe,” my husband suggested.
Hump.
After a few texts, I rode up and brought the pump back to mi casa rather than pump my tires up at Joe’s casa.
This turned out fortuitous because after I inflated both flat tires I came back outside to find . . .
A flat.
Since the tire was fully inflated about 5 minutes ago, this can only mean one thing. A bad inner tube. Which can only mean one thing.
I need a new tube. And if I should find one in the house somewhere, I have to put it on my bike.
Good luck.
Now I have struggled through this before with the help of a cyclist on Twitter. A Good Samaritan biker tweeted me through replacing my tube — in less than 140 characters.
Take note of the chain grease all over my legs and all I had done was flip my bike to take off the tire.
All you pro-cyclists out there just remember — sticks and stones will mess the heck out of your spokes. And names will never hurt me.
With my tire fixed, I set off on a 25-miler.
On such a glorious day in such a glorious spot, I wondered why I pitch-a-b*tch about riding.
After taking this shot I rode up the hill to spy this.
And remembered why I pitch-a-b*tch about riding.
Only kidding.
I’m a cyclist. A recovering triathlete.
Crocodiles on the swim. Rabid hounds on the run. Bridge out on the bike. No sweat.
Actually I took the detour and prayed that there wouldn’t be any crazy hound lurking. Nothing will break your spokes like legs that become entangled as you fall after being drug from your bike by a pack of coyotes.
When I finally got home I’d been gone a little under two hours.
A truly awesome two hours. I’m willing to bet it will be less than a year before I take my bike out again.
What about you? Cycling yea or nay?
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Riding a bike, for me, is an awesome workout and a lot of fun. But also really, REALLY hard sometimes! I can not go up hills. My thighs BURN. It does sound like you had an excellent ride, though, without an coyote sightings!
Cycling – yay! Love it, but sadly my bike hasn’t seen the light of day in a long time. I think I will remedy that this summer. Sounds like a great ride – at least with no crocs or hounds.
I think cycling is great but not my thing but I wish it were because my calves could use a good workout fer sure.
Good on ya for pushing and persevering.
Thanks for stoping by my site and your lovely comment.
Love this! Well, I never cycled except for transportation around campus in college and now as my main mode of transportation. I just bought a rear view mirror and iphone holder so I can use my map function when I have to go places lol. My boys weigh so much they take some of the fun out of it- but for now I still love it. Go you!
I LOVE that picture of the field of flowers. And look at you, all determined to fix your bike. Good for you!!
And what a gorgeous day you got!
Yes Jen. I was determined to fix my bike. Or maybe determined to ride.
wow! your pic from your outing! that is glorious. I’m not a cyclist, but I can see how much fun and enjoyment an activity it can be. And good for you for pushing through 🙂 xo