We got out the door on time, but didn't even make it to the sidewalk before my wife noticed she had a flat. Not a soft tire, but a full on flat. Better yet, it was her rear wheel, so I couldn't just give her a spare off of another bike. Of course, this is also the day that my boss gets back from holidays, so I don't want to be late.

I get the tube changed [next time she can do it herself], and jump on my bike to sprint to work. At the end of my street, some yutz in an SUV has decided to pull a u-turn, and wants me to go through. Just as he motions me to go ahead, some guy in a car wants to make a turn into my street. The SUV is stuck halfway through his u-turn because he waved me through [which I actually don't appreciate], the car can't turn because the SUV is blocking his path, and I can't turn because the car has the right-of-way in front of me. I finally go ahead of the car and the SUV roars off, its driver cursing me out. I should have just careened out into traffic.

I sprinted the rest of the way to work, using the 185 HR to get my mind blanked out.