Went out for a ride this morning/early afternoon. I was wearing sandals. In Texas.
Stupid, I know. But, at least the pavement beaters aren't too badly singed.
While I was out I busted another spoke, so I started asking around on the street: "pardon me, but do you know if there's a bike shop around here?" One guy on a mountain bike directed me to one about a quarter mile away. I dropped by there and they fixed the wheel then & there. They even tossed me a bottle of water and hung out & kicked it w/ me - an obviously out-of-shape VERY inexperienced bicyclist (last time I owned a bike, it had 10 speeds). I told them that the busted spokes were getting to be a recurring problem (fat boy, cheap wheels), so he's going to have a new wheel for me in his shop on Thursday. While he was fixing my spoked he tightened up the cables and made some other adjustments on the bike. He only charged $15 for all that. I'm thinkin' I'm going to be doing quite a bit of business at this place.
Anyways - two downsides - (busted spoke, burned feet) and one upside - a very cool new LBS discovered.
All in all - a damned good day.