I'll Be Back

OK, so this is just a brief (and unprecedented) break in my riding. I'm going to India tomorrow for a week (true land of the Suicide Bicycle Ride) and when I get back I'm going to get a new wheel/tube/tire/bottom bracket/freewheel right away. "Bloodied but Unbowed", that's my New England winter bike riding motto. Unfortunately that may not apply to these bikes along Beacon Street.

Out of Commission

This is the second day all winter that I didn't ride to work, and that's not because of today's snow storm (a little over 6 inches). Last Monday someone backed their car into my bike (I'm guessing) which was locked to the bike rack in the parking lot where I work. The rear wheel got bent. I rode it the rest of the week because I had NO time to get it replaced. I must have been cutting quite a figure wobbling down Beacon Street. By Friday morning I was getting pretty good on it. I was thinking "Jeez, this isn't so bad. Maybe I can make it through March and then get a new wheel and fix all the other stuff that's falling apart." Then the rear tire blew out about 3 blocks from work. I didn't know a bike tire could make a noise that loud. Anyway, it looks like I wasn't the only one walking.