One of those aweful days. I'm learning how to do this, slowly but surely. The sun was going down, it was about as late in the twilight hous as you can get. I ran over a piece of metal on the way home tonight, which blew out my rear tire. A flat, no biggie I thought. I pull out the latex gloves I now bring for the rear flat repair, since messing with the chain is not fun.

I take my tire off, check the tube, and sure enough, a snakebite. Still not a big deal, this has happened a million times before. I reach for my spare tube, and remember, that I left the new spare tube i got on the shelf in the garage. So I then proceeded to patch the tube I do have. Unfortunately the spacing of the holes is not optimal, and one of them is right up against the seam.

Needless to say, after several attempts the patch doesn't take. So I make the phone call home. Ironically, I took the bike rack off the car on friday to try to save some gas for our weekend drive up to Tahoe.

When my wife found me, we stuffed the bike into the car and headed home. I dropped her off and headed to the bike shop to get a replacement tube to make sure I didn't have to deal with this again.

When I test inflated the new tube, it had a hole. Of course the bike shop is now closed. So I will be making a run there tomorrow for an exchange.

The bike is now all ready for tomorrow's commute, I hope the last day of sun before the rain starts is perfect.