Shaverda

So I had been planning for a few days to go for a seventy-two mile ride today (which is relatively long for me). I woke up this morning, looked at the rear tire, and realized it needed a little more psi. Then I realize my pump had been taken with my dad on a trip. I also realize that I could easily go to my LBS to pick up a CO2 cartridge, but I think, "Ehh, **** it; I'll just air it up with that all purpose pump we have. It says it can reach 70 psi . . ."

Obviously the thing lied. I have no idea what pressure it was at but it certainly wasn't what I wanted. I then thought, "Whatever. I look forward to getting stuck in the middle of nowhere." I proceed on with my ride.

Amazingly, throughout my ride, I somehow managed not to pinch or otherwise completely kill my tube.

However... slowing down, I make my turn into my driveway. Going ten miles an hour, I pinch the tube right before my front door.

It made me laugh.

EventServices

Not sure if that's irony, but I'd surely accept it as the grace of the cycling gods.

pcates

irony

carbonjockey

i just finished a ball buster 60 miler and got a flat the last mile too: oh well it was raining so crap was all over
the road and a few guys got 2 or 3 flats depending on how unlucky they were