I started to think it would never have to come to this day. Thoughts crept into the back of my head each time, but I never once told anyone for fear of bad bike karma. Well on Friday, that day finally came. After 3 years and nearly 5,000 miles, I got my 1st flat tire on my bike...yes, you read the right - FIRST. FLAT. TIRE!
It appears to be due to a little rock that managed to find itself a nice little crawl space inside my tire. I knew I was going to have to replace my tires soon, because (as you can see) they were really starting to wear down, so I figure any flat would result from the tire tread and not from the tube inside.
But the best part? I didn't notice any signs of the flat until I was transporting my bike from my car to the bike rack inside my house, which was after a great 35 mile ride on Friday. Funny how those things happen. Sometimes things just work out a certain way. Other times they don't. Fortunately the cycling folks up in the sky were smiling down upon me this time.
I'm sure another time it may be a little bit of a different story...
Now as for the changing of the tire...that didn't work out so easily. My older tubes had become a bit less stretchy and seemed to tear pretty easily when I was trying to instal the new tire. So after multiple attempts that included buying a few new tubes (and a little assistance from Rebecca), we're all up and running again ;)