so much for the zen approach: instead of flipping out on a driver this morning for cutting me off i gave her the 'kill 'em with kindness' treatment waiting next to the window at a red light... "hi there, nice day isn't it, gee you look stressed, that's a shame etc".

felt great, until i started pedalling again and realised my back tire was completely flat. crap. stopped, and looked in my trunk bag. got a wrench and pump, but levers and patch kit are attached to the other bike. crap again. called work to let them know what happened and started on my walk of shame. in non-walking shoes. such is life.

look out bike joint, here i come!