OK ladies, I know this is nothing for most of you, but today, I finally mastered the art (science?) of tire changing. I've been to a class and had several lessons from my husband, but I just could never remember what to do next. I think I've mentioned that I am somewhat of a mechanical dunce, not to mention my spatial skills are non-existent. But, I am a trip leader and even though I lead with my husband, I don't want to be a "helpless" woman. Plus, I have the luxury of being off all summer, but I rarely have done long rides, over 25 miles, alone, because I was freaked out about flatting. Now I feel pretty confident.

What a way to spend a spring break morning. Now on to getting the back wheel off without breaking the derailleur.