As I was reviewing my text messages, I noticed shorter messages tended to end with smileys; longer messages might not include one at all. Also, my shortest texts are just smileys. Maybe my grin that a short text inspires compels me to express it. Upon reflection, I think this graph also applies to my emails. ↩
And long footnotes. ;-) ↩
Monday morning, I loaded up my bike and noticed the rear tire was soft. I pumped up the tire and decided to work from home. There was my not-drive-to-work streak to maintain, after all.
Tuesday, the tire felt okay, I topped it off, and rode to work. A long ride during lunch and it was a little squishy on the way home, but I blamed the cold.
Wednesday morning, the tire was soft again. I drove to work and checked the tire in the evening. Still not entirely flat. Hmm…
My technique of fixing things is cleaning them until I discover something amiss. So I cleaned the inside and outside of the tire. I cleaned the rim, its braking surfaces, and even the cogs.1 Still nothing obviously wrong or pointy.
I pulled the rim strip to see if anything prickly was hiding beneath. And a spoke went feral. Somehow,2 a spoke head snapped off, allowing the nipple to poke the tube … maybe.
Regardless, the wheel needs fixed. Looks like my bike’s going to get some service.3
Yeah, the outside of the rim and the cogs were unlikely to cause the flat but I’ve been known to clean parts only peripherally related to possible problems. ↩
Actually, breaking spokes is one of the potential joys of being a cycling “Clydesdale.” ↩
And the car’s going to get a little more use. :-( ↩
Boom! Just like that, I broke my bike-to-work streak.
Donna Duffield, my mother-in-law, passed early the day before Thanksgiving. I’ve spent a week trying to write something that would do justice to her life. It’s impossible. She was indeed an amazing woman.
So instead, I post this picture of “Mother-in-Law, Dear” from long ago, wishing she could call me “Sonny” one more time, like she always did.
Rest in peace, mom. We’ll see you later.
On the way home, we stopped again at Mayer State Park. Both Jamison and I took some pictures.
November was wet and cold, but I kept riding to work and taking pictures on the way.
My November Bicycling Accomplishments
- I maintained my streak of not commuting to work by car since sometime in May.
- I biked in rain.
- I biked in freezing temperatures.
I didn’t hit 2,000 miles, but I got within 22 miles of it. I don’t think there’s much doubt whether I’ll reach it.
|Distance||Time / Bike|
|253 miles||Biked in November 20131|
|1,978 miles||Biked in 20132|
|1,813 miles||Biked on Sage3|