Wednesday, June 27, 2007

BuzzKill

So there I was, geared up, on the bike, flying down the west side at 22 mph when I hit a seam with low air in my rear tire, which promptly went flat. As in dead flat. And me without my extra tube, cell phone or metro card. So I had a 9 minute, 27 second ride, and a long, 47 block walk home. Now I must learn how to change a tube, which I should have learned a long time ago. Look for my post on that subject in a few days. Everyday is new.

2 comments:

Agricola said...

That's a total drag!

I have an acient TREK Mtn. Bike. I've gotten flats that I've had to change. The particular bike that I own had a production defect in the rims -- they are too tall and make changing flats nearly impossible.

With the little tire levers that you break the seal between the sidewall and rim, and then hook onto spokes to get the side wall re-secured it's pretty easy to change tires (unless the rim wall is too high then it's nothing but torture). Good luck, you'll figure it out.

I was thinking about you riding around CP . . . I really miss CP. I used to love to run the NYRR races up there. Bostons doesn't have a centrally located thing like CP being a more suburban and spread-out metro area.

I miss the race opportunities to see how I'm progressing. I also miss the opportunity to run with thousands of other runners in one of the prettiest man made landscapes in the world . . . I'm jealous. Enjoy!

Steve DiMattia said...

My favorite stretch is from the entrance on the east side at 90th street, where you can easily access the resevoir, to the top of the great hill. It;s not the prettiest distance, but it's the least traffiked, often very quiet, and I find I can stretch out a little and put on some speed. NYC never did anything so well as when it agreed that wild space is so important to the human soul that it deserives to occupy prine real estate.