Not sure this qualifies with some of the other postings...but...it was an interesting experience nonetheless...

On a recent metric century, I was stopped at a rest stop for a sandwich (BTW...really good sandwich!) and a drink...as this was the 1/2 way rest stop. Sitting there, minding my own business...and BOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!!! goes a tire. I look over at my beautiful Miyata 1000...as this was the first long ride she and I were on since I rebuilt her. My helmet, glasses, jacket were all still on my saddle...so, in my mind, I was like...ok...not my tires! Cool...

I finished my sandwich (did I mention that it was a wonderful Italian...with some really good salami and pepperoni? Yeah, I know, not the typical sandwich for a ride like this...but...hey...pretty C&V!)...finished my Coke (yes, I let myself have a 90 calorie can of Coke!)...and started over to my bike...and...guess what...NO REAR WHEEL...but...my helmet, glasses, jacket were still on my saddle...hmmmmmmmmmm....

Well...long story shortened...obviously it was my tire that went BOOM...the local mechanic had taken the wheel and put me a new tube in. Boy...did I feel pretty dumb...as I recalled...when I looked over the first time...my wheel was gone then too...I was just too into my sandwich to notice!

Guess the food was more important than the bike!