Back tire was flat when I went to leave yesterday. During the change, I felt inside the tire and found this tiny piece of metal poking through. It was smaller than a staple and not easy to pinch to pull it out.



Unfortunately my spare also had a hole and I had no glue in my patch kit. So the wife had to rescue me. We stopped at a LBS for a new tube and patch kit on the way home. And obviously my fingers are still a bit dirty from the repair job.

Cool but not bad this morning at 40F. A squirrel tried to play chicken with me. I'm not sure he saw me at first. I went right to give him space. He did a U-turn, started to go my direction and was about to cross in front of me (or more likely under a tire) until he saw how close I was and went left instead.