F-F-F-F-Flippin Fail
Let me paint a picture for you. Yesterday was a beautiful early spring day. Temps in the low 40's, sunny skies and tip top ride motivation. I commuted to work in the morning and had a road ride planned with KillBill in the afternoon. No problem as long as I could leave work by 4:30 (got in at 6:30 so I figured there would be no problem with that. ahem. wrong). Got held up at work until 5. Sprinted out at least 15 minutes late. Raged on the road to get back to my place feeling good and motivated. Approx. 3 minutes into my ride home I slam a piece of broken asphalt and pinch flat the rear. Fucking-F!!! Thankfully a coworker happens by and gives me a ride home. Fixing a flat at home would surely be faster than on the side of the road plus it saved me 20 minutes of riding. Get home and throw spare tube in. Air it up but it's developed a leak itself. Tear basement apart looking for new tube. Steal Marcy's spare, air up and hop in the car to meet KillBill. Roll out. KillBill hurts me as usual. 20 minutes into the ride notice rear tire is soft and I have no tube with me now and KillBill is on tubulars so he's no help. Try to air the tire up with my frame pump (brand new last year) and that's not working either!!! KB says I'm having a Murphy's Law ride. Consider hitting him beside the head with now useless frame pump. Grab KB's mini pump and build my forearms a bit putting air in the tire. Stop three more times on the way back to air up. Drive home with my tail tucked between my legs. We'll see if Thursday is any better...
1 comment:
This all started when you considered naming the Mukluk. You best watch you back son..
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