Wednesday night I led our "level 1" ride ... one of those days where nothing's where it should be. I didn't know where my keys were and thought I'd left them at work so ... I head out and get to work and they're not there -- they're on my bike, dropped down in the basket. Oh, but I've left my waist bag at home so just hope I don't need wallet or cough drops or pepper spray or...
... and when my rear went smack, smack smack on the 6 mile ride back from the ride, I realized that the bag wiht the pump was at work.
... happily, the cyclist who went by me goin' the other way as I was walking figuring out a plan turned around and inquired, and he had not a pump but C02... so I praised my disorganized self for at least having figured out a "quick uninstall" for my crate on the back of the bike (cargo longbike), and having tube handy. He had good flashlight and time THen he says "I thought it was you -- and know you have a long way to go." Sweeet
THe other kinda nifty thing is... well, maybe he was just tired, but ... he expected me to be able to fix my own flat *And* even though this was the first flat I've had on this bike it went pretty seamlessly. I couldn't find the cause ... so perhaps a pinch flat on our rough roads b/c ... just swapping the tube worked.

760 miles for June Might not get much at all today w/ storms everywhere...