I went to air my tires this morning and found I had a slow leak. So I called the ride leader to wait for me. They leave on the DOT of 8 a.m., and even though I made it to the start by 8:01, I would've had to chase them for two or three miles if I hadn't called.

I had to kind of hammer to get there with no warm-up. So they put extra hurtin' on me. It wasn't quite the thrashing we got last Sunday, but the faster riders are obviously here to stay. (Another rider remarked it was probably God's punishment on us for not going to church this morning. I responded that I still have to ride another 10 miles RT on the hybrid to get to the afternoon service!)

I made it all the way without getting dropped, then literally 100 yards from my house I got ANOTHER flat. I'll just count my blessings that it didn't happen as soon as I turned for home, three miles out, since I'd already used my spare tube. 53 miles.

I can't even remember the last time I had two flats in one day. Even though technically the slow leak would've started on Friday, I can't remember the last time I had two flats on consecutive days either.