What started out as a rotten morning commute took a very different turn this morning.

It rained like cats and dogs all night and early morning. The roads and path were wet and some spots were either partially washed out or flooded. At 6 am, with no day light and just my bike light I managed to navigate (slowly) for 6 of my 9 mile commute. Then a flat tire, no big deal right? Well after getting everything changed and ready to use my CO2 to fill the new tire, I discovered the cartridge was empty, the seal was broke. No air. So I walked the 1.5 miles to the nearest gas station for air. After paying $1 for air, I soon discovered that the fancy-shmancy air pump's gage did not fit bike tubes!!! ARGH! So I walked to work, an extra 50 minutes on my commute (only), but I was not happy.....

Then things turned..... As I walked down one of the back street to get to work - still fuming from the start of my day - I came up on a parked car on the street. It was parked there which was unusual cuz not many people park there that early in the morning. As I got closer, I thought I saw people in the car. As I passed there were two people in the car, sleeping, with what looked like all their possessions with them in the car's back seat and all over the place. My mood changed right then and there. So many people have it so much worse than a stupid flat tire. I felt about 3 inches tall and pretty ashamed of myself.

Sorry this was so long. Just wanted to share.