So, perfect riding weather today when I got off work...65 degrees, sunny, crisp! With anticipation I geared up and rushed out to the parking garage. I was finally out of there!
Free!
Crud.
Flat tire. No stuff to fix it. (Bags are not on the bike right now).
Had to take the train home.
Oh . . . Joy . . . .
Had the seat all to myself though....what with the full leather, motorcycle helmet, and my making "Vroom, Vroom!" noises while twisting imaginary throttles on invisible handlebars.
Sigh.
Free!
Crud.
Flat tire. No stuff to fix it. (Bags are not on the bike right now).
Had to take the train home.
Oh . . . Joy . . . .
Had the seat all to myself though....what with the full leather, motorcycle helmet, and my making "Vroom, Vroom!" noises while twisting imaginary throttles on invisible handlebars.
Sigh.
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