This morning my chain caught and froze before the overpass. I thought it was strange, but I pried it loose and continued up the long hill.
At the top of the hill, on the overpass, I got a flat tire.
Last night I put a patch kit in my bag. Today, when the tire went flat, I was close enough to work that I could just walk the rest of the way and only be 15 minutes late; I thought that I could fix the tire in the office.
After finally managing to remove the tire with a knife and a fork, I pumped the tire and found the hole. My patch kit has no patches left. Just a scrap of sandpaper.
While I have no way to resolve this until my friend comes in with the patch kit I gave him, It's not getting me down.
"It is easy to be pleasant when life flows by like a song, but the man worth while is the one who will smile when everything goes dead wrong." ~from Worth While by Ella Wilcoxso the numbers that matter:
59F, Odo 312 miles
avg 16.7mph, max 27.5mph
Last night I had all the windows open, it was humid and hot. This morning was perfect riding weather. I didn't need the iridescent green coat (which provides excellent wind resistance, and high visibility, but no moisture transfer; my ams are soaking wet after an hour)
One of my co-workers said he'd be buying a bike soon, another just bought one last night. J___, who bought my old bike returned the patch kit and tire pump to me today at work (it's his day off.) and C____ pumped my tire with his stand-up pump, accurately to 100psi. It was easy. I'll have to get one.
Today one of my other co-workers said he'd be buying a bike, too. W___ makes the 3rd person on my team to express the interest. I'm thinking of starting a cycling team here at work!
The return trip was record breaking. My goal was average speed of 20mph. I did it!
77F, Odo 319mi
avg 20.1mph(!), max 36.7mph(!)