Tuesday, I went for my ride and after 16 minutes I hear a loud HISS and realize my front tire is going flat as a pancake. This Tuesday happened to be heavy trash pickup in our neighborhood and there is always crap in the street. I looked down and saw a mine field of glass. C'mon people, heard of recycling that stuff?
So, I walked Nellie home and got Sydney and went for a walk. Determined to get in my exercise quota, I wasn't letting a flat stop me!
Wednesday, they decided to do some work on some pipes at the school. That meant there would be no a/c in the weight room after noon. Who cares, right? I mean you're gonna sweat anyway, eh? So, I go to work out and guess who is in there? The head of the school. He's an okay guy (sometimes) but I felt a little awkward, to say the least. But, whatever. I came to work out...and I did.
Thursday, I took my tire to the bike shop and got a new tube put in. The guy said there was a little chunk of tire missing, but it would probably last for awhile. Got home, put the tire back on Nellie, and we were off. Had a very nice ride (53 minutes) even though it was hot as blazes.
Friday, I decided to skip the strength training because I didn't want to work out with you-know-who. Apparently, he works out up there quite often. So, I went home to ride my bike. Rode for 44 minutes and then my front tire went flat - again. Crap. Double Crap. I knew I should have just bought a new friggin tire. Why do we not listen to that still, small, voice in us? Oh, and I've decided to work out regardless of who is in the weight room. I realize now that I deserve to be there just as much as anyone else.
So, here it is Saturday, and I'm going to the bike shop to get a new tire. I really need to learn how to change a flat myself. I'm going to go to one of the classes they offer so I can get some practice with someone who knows what they're doing. If you ride, and I know there are a lot of you now - Woo Hoo! be prepared! Don't get stranded far from home with a flat. I ride very close to home and the farthest I've had to walk my bike is a mile, but that was tough. You can carry and extra tube with you and they make very small hand pumps.
Now, on to the stupid head tricks. I signed up for Facebook (again) but I don't know that many people so it's really a waste for me. Anyway, I decided to look up my ex. Much to my despise, he's still alive and has a life. Why I've been thinking about a person who caused me so much pain and heartache, I don't know. It's been years since he left my life (and my son's life) and yet I can still let him make me feel like shit. Too, bad, there's not a way to wipe only the bad memories out of your head. Instead, I can't remember what I had for lunch yesterday unless I write it down.
Have a good weekend. Be prepared. Don't dwell on the past. And, don't forget to drink your water. (sorry, Roxie, I'm kinda copying you today!)