The rain has returned to Oregon.  I wake up this morning, put on my rain gear and get on my bike.  I head down Baseline towards my office, loving the cool weather and rain, not a care in the world.  I make a quick stop into Plaid Pantry to get some supplies and then continue my ride into work.  I’m about a mile away from my office now and I feel the unmistakable vibrations coming from my rear tire.  I glance down at what appears to be, you guessed it, a flat tire.  Not wanting to damage my tire and/or wheel I dismount and begin to walk my bike the rest of the way into work.  Don’t ask me why but after a couple of blocks I decide to reach down and squeeze the tire to see just how flat it is.  Imagine my surprise when it turns out to be full and hard.  Doh!  I still don’t know why I thought I had a flat tire.  Other than the fact that I have had so many flats this past 30 days that now I just assume that my rear tire is always flat.

Anyhoo.  Once I realize that nothing was wrong with my tire I got back on my bike and pedaled into work.  Crisis averted.

On a side note.  My rain gear is starting to show its age.  Although I escaped having a flat tire I ended up with wet feet and a wet crotch because both my shoe covers and rain pants are no longer waterproof.