Remember this nasty little surprise from your Mille Bornes game? Creve! means you’ve got a flat tire, a blowout–and that’s what I got this morning.
The weather turned nice, so I went for a ride on my bike; and when I was absolutely as far from home as I was going to be, kablooey! Big ugly gash torn in the tire, and it sounded like someone tried to shoot me.
No, I don’t have an Increvable (Puncture-proof) card.
Why do these things always happen on weekends and holidays, when there’s no one available to fix it? Wow, I got a double whammy–Sunday, followed by Presidents’ Day. It’s like one of your teeth breaking in half on Christmas Eve. Yeah, I’ve had that one, too.
Well, I got my exercise–walking the bike all the way home. And it’s the rear tire, so I dassn’t try to fix it myself: I’d never get the chain back on properly. And the tire is completely shot, needs to be replaced.
There are some other French words I would apply to the situation, but this being a Christian blog, I must restrain myself.
Oh dear, Lee. I’m so sorry. It’s one thing when you plan on exercising ON your bike. It’s quite another when the bike IS the exercise. Not to mention the cost of the whole episode. Have a cigar and lower your blood pressure 🙂
By the time I get a new tire, the weather will be bad again. *sigh*
De Bleu! 🙂