So after sitting out a month due to a strained calf, today was the day to get out on my bike and go for a 20-30 minute ride around the park.
Beautiful weather for it too.
So I get up, haul my trunk-mounted bike rack out to my car and get to work attaching the straps.
Then I go to haul my bike out of the catch-all room in the back of the house, only to note that I have a flat front tire.
And no spare tube or repair kit because I forgot to pick one up last month when I was buying all my other bike gear.
Guess I can’t really complain, though, as I hear on the Drudge Report and Sun News that some psycho blew up a bunch of spectators at the Boston Marathon, which kinda puts the whole flat tire in perspective.
Off to Canadian Tire to fetch that spare tube and repair kit…