this morning, mamacita and i were all set to ride bicycles to church...but then it turned out that i had a flat tire. and i mean a totally and completely flat tire. like no air whatsoever. and i don't understand, because i filled my tires on thursday night, and because they're really tough tires (that i put on myself.)
and we didn't have time to fix it (and it was the back tire, which always seems more complicated anyway) and we had to drive and that was lame.
Dust Motes
1 week ago
6 comments:
I just changed my first ever flat on a street bike yesterday. I've only ever done mountain bikes, so imagine how fucking stoked I was that I could easily remove the tire with my hands.
you mean that you got to change a flat on a bike with the treacherous quick-release wheels instead of the kind that require a wrench? that's cool!
i just changed a flat tonight, and once more was reminded why the smart bikey kids wear all black. fortunately, i was.
oh, not even the quick-release (although that is pretty cool when it isn't breaking my bones). I was totally excited that I could remove the tire from the rim without a tire wrench. I'm so used to mountain bikes, which require the Jaws of Life and/or the Second Coming of Christ(TM) to remove the tire and even then there's a chance that you've damaged the tube.
ah yes. i like the skinny tire lifestyle.
ps: broken bones are no good. now get into that dryer!
Sarah
At the end of a recent 1/2 mile decent where the speed was around 35 mph I got a rear flat. Luckily the bottom was straight and getting flat so no crash. I was then helped by 2 of my riding buds to repair the flat since I was a bit shaky thinking about the what ifs. Sometimes even tire levers and quick releases are not enough. Ride w/a bud if you can.
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