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Well guess what, I really shouldn't have a bike.
During my maiden voyage since having my bike fixed yesterday, I ate it yet again. This time, I must have run over something because my back tire popped about six miles into my ride.
I think this is some sort of sign.
Anybody want to buy a relatively new bike with just a few dents and scratches? Anyone?
During my maiden voyage since having my bike fixed yesterday, I ate it yet again. This time, I must have run over something because my back tire popped about six miles into my ride. I think this is some sort of sign.
Anybody want to buy a relatively new bike with just a few dents and scratches? Anyone?
Labels: stupid people, who really cares?
posted by Pecadillo at 1:50 PM
10 Comments:
Sorry to hear of this. Keep riding. I'm going to start riding again, we'll have some adventures.
Wow. You take the three stooges thing pretty seriously huh? I don't think even THEY could wipe out as much as you. And I hate to tell you, but it's not nearly as funny if isn't on video.
Dude,
You have the same luck when biking as your dad does when he is traveling.
Is this genetic?
That is a bummer; I feel your pain.
When I was a teenager I bought a used chevy caviler. On my way home from the purchase I got a flat tire. I opened the trunk and .... no spare. I had no cell phone and was not about to walk the ten miles into town. I had to drive on the rim for about 10 miles of country road.
There were sparks shooting from my car and the rim was trashed. It was embarassing.
Yet more proof that people would be better off inline skating.
I blew a tire on Tuesday, and again on Friday. It is always worse in the rain.
I carry a spare tube with me and tools though, so I just fix it and go on my way.
It was snowing here the last few days (Yay Canada!) - so biking because much more fun.
Sorry about the trouble with the bike.
You like one of my favorite bands and my all time favorite movie.
BTW, my dog is cuter than yours.
One time a tire blew up on my bike and it exploded so hard that I lost control and flipped over the handle bars. I almost lost my lips. The doctors had to sew them back on. It was horrible.
Corine
I gotta tell you, that sounds pretty funny to me.
Two words, big stuff:
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