chase the light

On the occasional Friday Bau from the office next to me and I leave work at lunch to ride our bikes down to the beach. It’s 12.65 miles according to the little bike computer. Well, this Friday my back tire was way low and the wind was blowing hard down Ballona Creek so it was a real struggle. I thought it might be a good idea to get some air in the tires so we headed over to Helen’s Cycles and I went around back to the service area. Got the air and we took off for lunch and as we got a block away a loud hissing noise started coming out from the rear. My wheel blew out. I’d been riding on it with no air and the rim had been rubbing against the tire and tube and promply wore it out.

So back to Helen’s and I got a brand new tire and tube and also bought a new pump. They were really cool about it and did the work while we waited knowing that we were out on the road at that time. What a difference! It wasn’t even the same bike. So, I suggested for lunch we head over to Uncle Darrow’s cajun place. Damn goooooood. Catfish sandwiches, jambalaya, gumbo, beignets, etc. After we filled up we headed back to work and after all was said and done I was $65 dollars lighter in the pocketbook. Nothing like completely nullifying any benefits you get from a bike ride than with deep fried catfish and sugar covered pastries.