Barking at shovels

Bedford Depot

So Andromeda, Grant, and I tried the bike ride to Concord today, but Andromeda got a flat before we even got to Lexington Centre. And then while we were standing around trying to decide what to do, one of Grant's tires blew out as well. Never seen anything like it -- it was just leaning there when pfffff it blew out and deflated. There wasn't even any weight on it. Current theory is that the pressure gauge on Grant's pump is, how do you say, fucked.

Anyway, we decided to bail on the full ride at that point, and are going to try again tomorrow. If anybody couldn't make it today but can make it tomorrow, you get a second chance to join us, lucky dog.

11 AM, Statue of the Pleading Mime, Davis Sq.

As it was, it was too nice a day (lovely Spring!) and I had too much frustration to burn off to stop at Lexington Centre, so I kept going. (Social-life-related frustration, not flat-tire-related.) Ended up all the way to Bedford Depot, where I got ice cream and a half-price bike jersey. I wore the jersey for my return ride, and surprised by the way the fancy gear really made me feel more like a Serious Biker. Mind games are fascinating things.

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