I'm referring to the stream of bad luck that our friend RC had last week. Yesterday morning, I gathered my stuff and headed out to class. About a mile and a half away from home, I noticed some strange handling from Tessa. I pulled over and reached down to feel squishy what should've been firm. Not good, right ladies? Yep, my tire was deflating.
In Tessa's defense, I was aware of this problem. My front tire has had a slow leak for a couple of weeks now. But it was a slow leak as in, it needed topping off every couple of days or so. Then it went to daily topping offs. Somewhere, it had become needing another hit every 15 minutes or so.
I had been thinking that I should change out the tube or repatch it, but I'm
So I walked home, Tessa limping along beside me. I swapped her out for big girl Bella, and the day was saved. So really, compared to RC's, my plight was quite mild. I gave Tessa a shiny fresh tube from my stash of shiny fresh tubes, and everyone's happy now.
Earlier, I'd received a "Great Gifts for Dad!" e-mail. Curious, I opened it to find it was for a saddle bag and cycling socks package sale.
Great gifts for Dad? I'm pretty sure my dad would not be interested. I do know some moms that might like this though. As well as some men who have not fathered any children.
The advert says the bag is "ideal for MTB sized for two spare tube, tyre levers and repair kit."
Maybe they're thinking that girls don't care for socks and don't get flat tires.