One morning last week we were actually on pace to leave before 7:15 which is huge for me. A colleague at the office cares a little too much about when I get in, go to lunch and leave for the day, so I stress about getting to the office by 8 so that I can use my lunch hour to workout.
|should get one like this|
Alas, my bike had a flat tire. Finding out you have a flat tire at the exact time you need to leave means you have very few options. I could see that the tire was torn so inflating it wasn't going to do the trick. I didn't know how long it would take for a bus and probably should have taken a minute to check Bus Tracker. Instead I used Nightingale's bike to get me to Jeff Park.
I had to take my bike to a repair shop to get a new tire. Instead of using the expensive bike shop that is a mile West of our house, I decided to take it to the expensive bike shop that is a mile North of our house. They did tighten my bike lock holder which had started to come loose so that was nice of them.
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