Flatting

First:  On yesterday’s post, jcolnan commented about the strange readings you can get from an altimeter.  Absitively true.  We had a huge storm coming in last night and I seemed to be riding a 6% grade while on my trainer.  Somehow, I think not.

Second:  I felt quite self-righteous and sanctimonious last evening when I changed clothes and jumped on my trainer.  Have I mentioned how boring the trainer is?

Along about the 13 to 14 minute mark, it sounds like I’m being followed by a snake.  Since I’m not actually moving, that seems unlikely.  So I brake and reach back to check the tire.  Seems OK.  Start pedalling again.  Snake still chasing me. 

What if it’s the trainer?  Could the fluid be leaking?  Would it make a hissy sound if it was?

I continue on.  Hmm, it’s getting easier to pedal.  There can be no doubt.  My trainer must be dying.  Crap.

Stop again.  Reach back.  I have a flat.  At least it’s cheaper than a new trainer.

But what exactly did I run over?

Advertisements

~ by susancyclist on January 30, 2008.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

 
%d bloggers like this: