I am sitting on the side of the road about 12 kilometers from home right now. It is quarter after eight at night, and I have not eaten dinner. Can you guess why?
Hint: I did not remember to bring a flat kit with me tonight.
And then I rode over a great big pile of glass.
Luckily, there was someone around who had a spare tube, pump and levers. So I fixed myself up and started home. I made it about 400 metres and then flatted again. So Caroline is on the way home to get the car.
In other news, we both raced our first Tuesday night Time Trial which is run by the local bike shop. It was a... humbling... experience. I didn't come dead last, but back of the pack to be sure.
On the upside though, I flatted about 200 metres before the end, so I rode it in anyways. And now I can say that I "pulled a Lance".
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