The men who saved me from myself
This is Greg.
This is Greg teaching Mary how to change a bike tire. HER own bike tire.
Mary has ridden her tri bike for 4 years. Mary has never gotten a flat. Mary has never gotten new tires. Mary has never changed a bike tire. Mary has never learned to change a bike tire UNTIL NOW!
Do you realize how ridiculous that is? I race and race and race and then train a little more for the next race, but have no idea how to change a tire if it goes flat.
That’s just stupid, really stupid.
I have even carried instructions for how to change my bike tire under my saddle for four years…just in case. But now I know. It still won’t be pretty if I flat, but at least I will be able to change it.
So, thanks Greg!
And, thanks to Nathan. Nathan came with me to buy new tires. I was just going to have the bike guys put them on for me. He suggested I take them home and learn how myself.
So I did.
And let me tell you how good it feels to know I can change a flat.
AND, if I get a flat on Sunday’s race, I will blame both of you. Because I never had any trouble with those tires before I started fiddling with them.
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AHHHH!!!!!! IF you flat tomorrow, I’ll own that as much as a Swedish Lutheran can own something.
Rock it out!!!!!!!!!!!
Who’s Greg? Where’d you get him from?