Against my better instincts, I trusted that a) my questionable tube would hold air, and b) the valve on my spare wouldn’t be faulty. ML to the rescue at 6:30 am.
Spoken like a true weather-spoiled bay arean, I’m close to my overheat temp.
Joined a big group of cyclists to celebrate what I believe is the newest federal holiday on a ride that toured Berkeley, Emeryville and Oakland, and to honor cycling pioneer Major Taylor. Happy Father’s Day!
Took 4 wheels in for service, got 2 wheels back and forth in the mean time. Finally swapped out my front tire.
New tube holds air, pleasant ride home on a Thursday afternoon.
Made it to work, unknowingly took a shard of glass in my front tire, didn’t know it was flat until it was time to ride home. Discovered I had a faulty replacement tube – the core of the presta valve didn’t stay seated. Alas, all the bike shops were...