Nov 092009
No big surprise, its raining and I live in Oregon and its November. I hit the road at about 8:45am for my ride in to the office and everything is going good. Traffic is not too bad so I’m not really fearing for my life. The rain was light and it was not too cold so I’m really digging it. Then I feel it. My front tire starts to feel mushy and when I look down I can see that it is obviously going flat. I’m six miles into my ride with about two miles left to go. I’m not close to the MAX and I don’t want to walk two miles in the rain dragging my bike. So I took a chance and continued my ride and luckily I pulled into the bike rack with air to spare.
