broke a spoke on the rear wheel of my volpe yesterday on the way in... rode it 20 miles before I really could figure out what that sound was! Thought it was a fender or something not important, but then fixed the fender and the noise was still there... oh well... but that means that I took my backup bike today (raleigh capri fixie) and I left the house without a spare/pump... and you know what that means! Sure enough, I was crowded by a tour bus, took a curve too fast and tried to hop it, but curbs in DC are cut stone with really sharp edges and I got myself a pinch flat. About a dozen people rode by and then one guy stopped and gave me a tube and use of his pump... I'm so glad that there are nice people out there... now I'll have to do the same to anyone I see that was in my shoes... I've been looking for them, but haven't happened across one yet!

This kind of turned long on me, but that's the commute for the last few days.