Today I went for a short bike ride after work. I do this on many days with nary an unpleasant incident. But today ye gods decided my little ride was the height of promethean impertinence and decided to slap my mortal ass back down. We kicked it off with a drenching and wind-ing courtesy of a classic east coast spring thunderstorm and then followed with three flats. Three! And before you say "Hey, did you ever think you're just completely fail at fixing flats?," I elaborate- both tires were involved (two in the front, one in the back), and I pulled glass and/or rocks out of the tire after each flat. Dammit, I am awesome at flats. This was just a triple dose of bad luck. But at least I kept my liver.
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