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I got back to the condo with the intention of riding downtown. I did not want to drive down, find a parking spot, pay for parking and walk around in the rain. The weather isn't the best for riding or driving, but walking in this rain can get annoying. I decided to risk it.
I think I was given a message when I got back from lunch. The spot next to mine was empty. In fact the two cars next to the empty spot were also far enough away from the wall that I could squeeze my bike through, so I took that as a sign that I probably should ride downtown. I quickly went upstairs to change and came back to pick up the bike.
It took about five minutes for me to go up and come back down, but when I walked into the garage, the spot was full. In fact, the guy had parked close enough to the wall that there was a deceptively large gap between the car and the wall, but I still had no chance of getting out. My bike was trapped. Again.
Just enough time to give me hope, but crush it just when I wasn't expecting it.
Ah well, I moved my car and pulled my bike out, grumbling all the time.
On the way downtown, I was taking one of the sharp turns and felt the bike move in a way that I didn't expect it to. It felt like it was sliding outwards. That didn't feel good. I took another turn and I got the same sliding sensation. I reduced my speed. I think I need new tires.
Saturday, December 23, 2006 at 15:04:58 (UTC)
"...I think I need new tires..."
Um - I think you need to not ride when there's a torrential downpour all day! ;)
Squishy
Monday, December 25, 2006 at 04:57:54 (UTC)
Nah, I'll just blame it on the tires. ;)
QYV