Just wondering if it's karma, or my bike saying "quit riding me freak- I need a break." I took Oscar out this morning for a nice 100 mile ride, and he had other plans: mile one I ran over a sticker and had to change a front flat, mile 3 the back tire blew out (never had that happen-there was actually a hole in the tire), got that semi fixed enough to get back to the car and then the front derailleur cable popped off and I couldn't get it fixed.
Grrrrrr... I left Oscar alone in the car (with the windows rolled UP) and went for a 2 hour run instead. Hope he had time to think about what he'd done.

Perhaps bikes DO have temperments and like some alone time as well...
Guess I get to buy those new tires I was thinking of, but now DH can't moan because I really NEED them now (I buy far too much cycling stuff).

Does your bike talk to you????