roadie gal
06-22-2007, 08:12 AM
I don't do a whole lot of wrenching on my bike. I'm not mechanically inclined. That's just the way it is. BUT I DO know how to change a tire.
The other day I noticed a split in my back tire. So I decided to change it. I had a tire sitting around in my garage that I had bought ages ago. I got the wheel off of the bike, no problem. The old tire also came off, no problem. THEN the problems began. I could not get the new tire on. I wrestled, and grunted, and swore, and sacraficed my knuckles and nails. I even broke a tire lever. FINALLY the sucker went on.
So I put the wheel back on the bike and went to blow up the tire... and all I heard was SSSSsssssss as the tube that I had macerated in my struggles deflated.
I swore again and went to look for a spare tube to start the whole @#@$#$ process over. But it seems that I had used them up. *sigh*
At that point I figured that this was a message from G-d and took the wheel off again and took the whole darn thing with me to my LBS. I walked in and told them that they were welcome to laugh at me but to please change my tire. I felt like such a doofus!
BUT, VINDICATION! It took 2 of their techs about 20 minutes to change the silly thing. They kept asking, "Are you sure this tire is the right size?" Of course it was. It was just a very tight tire. Now I don't feel so stupid. And I have a new tire to ride on. yay!
The other day I noticed a split in my back tire. So I decided to change it. I had a tire sitting around in my garage that I had bought ages ago. I got the wheel off of the bike, no problem. The old tire also came off, no problem. THEN the problems began. I could not get the new tire on. I wrestled, and grunted, and swore, and sacraficed my knuckles and nails. I even broke a tire lever. FINALLY the sucker went on.
So I put the wheel back on the bike and went to blow up the tire... and all I heard was SSSSsssssss as the tube that I had macerated in my struggles deflated.
I swore again and went to look for a spare tube to start the whole @#@$#$ process over. But it seems that I had used them up. *sigh*
At that point I figured that this was a message from G-d and took the wheel off again and took the whole darn thing with me to my LBS. I walked in and told them that they were welcome to laugh at me but to please change my tire. I felt like such a doofus!
BUT, VINDICATION! It took 2 of their techs about 20 minutes to change the silly thing. They kept asking, "Are you sure this tire is the right size?" Of course it was. It was just a very tight tire. Now I don't feel so stupid. And I have a new tire to ride on. yay!