For a change, today is neither boiling hot nor battered by torrential rains and explosive thunderstorms. So I went out and wrote half a dozen pages of The Wind From Heaven, and then decided to take advantage of the beautiful weather by going for a bike ride.
So much for that. Flat tire. Had to walk the bike home a mile in the blazing sun. Totally shot, can’t pump it back up, have to take it to the shop and get a new tire, ka-ching, ka-ching…
“See, Byron? This is why I can’t offer a bike as the prize in a comment contest. Bicycles are false friends. They never pass up and opportunity to do you wrong.”
Oh, yeesh, am I hot! Just pouring sweat in buckets. I want to go home. (“Dude, you are home!”) Where’s the Reset button on this day?
I wonder if it’s safe to use my car…
Have a good day, sir! I’m going to hit the sack now!
I’m afraid even a half-decent day just isn’t on the cards.
Oh boy, do I relate to the things you are talking about. Last night, we had the biggest thunder/lightning/ high wind/ hard rain I have ever seen. In spite of all the hubbub, I still went to sleep – so tired I couldn’t stay awake in spite of it all. Today, not feeling well, problems galore (different ones).
I’m asking the Lord to strengthen both of us and Patty. Wow, be glad when this day is done. shalom
This week has been a real stinker so far.
About six weeks ago, I was at least two miles from the olde ranchero and hear what sounded like a gunshot, followed but my back being sprayed with liquid. As it turns out, I had (apparently) hit a very sharp Rock with my back tire, cut it about 1.5” wide and all the self sealant sprayed out, inundating my back.
Finding 29” Mountain Bike tires in Hicksville, make that Tucson, is not such a simple task, so I ended up buying a tire from the manufacturer, directly. Bottom line, I was bikeless for over a week.
Now I ask you; if you’re riding along, minding your own business; what are the odds of finding a rock in Arizona?