I got so frustrated today I almost felt like throwing my bike into a ditch.
We just got a healthy dose of snow yesterday, so I figured I'd give the bike paths a try with my mountain bike (and knobby tires). I do my pre-ride checkup and notice the rear wheel has a wobble. Hmmm. Start doing a quick true, and quickly realize I have a broken spoke. It's an old wheel but has served me very well. So after much debating, I figure I can stop into the LBS and still get in a decent ride before the sun goes down. It's about noon when I started to go for my ride and discovered the broken spoke. Get to the LBS, they fix the spoke, plus replace a small plastic piece on my rear brake assembly. I leave the car there since the bike path is about 1/4 mile away.
It's now about 1PM. I quickly find out that the bike paths are almost impassible. The ruts and places people have walked are impossible to ride on, much less control the front wheel. And the pristine snow is so deep my feet are going under the snow with each rotation. So I'm back to the car within 15 minutes.
I go home to swap out with my road bike. But first I map out a decent looking route near my home. I do most of my riding on the bike trails, so I've never mapped this out before. It's about 2:00 or 2:15 by the time I start this ride. I don't even get 0.4 miles from my house when PLING, a spoke on the front wheel breaks. ARRGGGGH.
So, I load that bike into the car along with an old rear wheel that came with the bike (one that I almost destroyed). I figure they can maybe turn that into a backup front wheel. At this point, I've pretty much given up on riding today. I get there and they proceed to replace the spoke. They tell me the old rear wheel is a POS and that I should forget about the rim, it's not worth using and the hub is a no-name cheapo. I donate it to them.
I get back home around 3:30 and figure "what the hey" and get dressed again to ride. I finally get out on the road. The route I thought would be 20 miles, was really just 14 and it was super hilly. Wheels hold up and I get in about 15 miles total for the day before 5 PM (the sun usually sets about 5:30 at this time of year).
At the very least, I did discover some pretty scenery on that ride and some beautiful houses. Plus, I found that the roads around here aren't as "bike unfriendly" as I thought. I'm going to expand the route tomorrow. I was shooting for 80 miles this weekend, so I've got some serious mileage to do tomorrow if I want to get that in. I think I'll be happy with about 40 or 45.
I couldn't believe how frustrated I was after that second spoke broke. I just wanted to toss the bike... heh. Glad I didn't.
Hopefully tomorrow goes better.
Anyone one else have a frustation story?