I'm getting good. I changed a tire yesterday. Went out this morning at 6:20 or so. 35 minutes into the ride . . .
. . . lost the other tire. Well, didn't lose it as much as have it punctured and go flat.
That means, if you're counting, I'm 2 for 2 this week on getting flats and having to call W to shoehorn the (not so) Little Boy into the car to come rescue me.
Maybe I'll take a different route on Saturday morning.
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