Just before I crash, figured I’d share the epic tale of my day. It’s been one for the books, truly. Kicked off post-work at 5 PM, thrilled to catch some daylight for a bike ride. Even snagged a new tube at lunch to get a head start on prepping.
But then, the universe had other plans. My pump? Vanished. Last seen on a curb where I patched up a flat. Tore the house down for an hour before deciding to just wing it and go ride anyway.
Next up, my headlamp decided to join the disappearing act and broke on me. As the daylight began to fade, my frustration was hitting new heights. Needed a light, stat. Sportsman Warehouse was a bust, but REI came through with a new headlamp and mini pump. The catch? There went the cash I’d been saving for a racing license.
Managed to hit the road by 7:30ish, only for my new light to give up the ghost 18 minutes in. “No sweat,” I thought, pulling out an old battery pack. That’s when Mother Nature threw a blizzard party at Bonner. Ended up looking like one of those snow-caked cars, which was kinda hilarious in a “why me?” sort of way.
On the homestretch, my backup batteries waved the white flag. Just got back, after an hour of post-adventure cleanup, and I’m beat. Like I said, what a marathon of a day. And now? Pretty sure I’ve got exercise bulimia.
ON THIS DAY FEBRUARY 13TH
- 2007: Do I Have Exercise Bulimia?
- 2005: Failed McLeod, Black Tail Peak
- 2002: Bedtime Thoughts & Unplanned Wins
- 2002: Best Trail Site
- 2002: Listening To My Inner Self
- 2001: Homework Hustle & Inner Voices
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