A very eventful commute this morning!

Two miles from home, I got a flat tire. Since I've only been riding for a few months, this was my first flat, so it took me a little while to figure out how to patch it. I must have been successful, because I made it to work without losing any pressure. I was delighted at the friendliness of a passing biker who asked if I needed help. I said no, but it's good to see there are courteous, helpful people out there!

Unfortunately, I met the other side of the spectrum about half a mile from work. I was coasting down a hill, and someone on a side street pulled out in front of me. I hit the brakes, waved my hands, and yelled so he would see me. It worked, and we both made it by each other without going off the road. But it wasn't over. He then pulled up beside me, rolled down his window, and started yelling at me! He looked really upset, but I couldn't understand what he was saying. Then he sped off.

I'm not sure what I could have done to make him angry, other than just being on the road... Oh well, at least no one got hurt

Tim