Yesterday my brakes stopped working halfway through the day. Did I mention we got 15 centimeters of snow yesterday as well? It was hell, I had to use the old emergency brake for the rest of the day. [smashing foot into the ground to slow me down before catapulting into traffic] [and dying] When I got home I put my bike by the entranceway to defrost before going to work fixing the brakes. I was nodding off on the couch when I heard an ear-splitting bang. [!] It was my rear tire, the sidewall was worn out and gave way. I'm sure my neighbours enjoyed the gunshot-like hullabaloo. So now I had to fix the brakes and the tire. Luckily I had an old tube lying around.

Then, of course, I went back to the couch and crashed right out.

So when I woke up this morning I had to fix the bike pronto. I hate that. The brakes were easy to fix, I just used a spacer to get the brake pads closer to the rim. But the tire was more of a pain. The sidewall had a huge hole in it where the tube blew out. I used a piece of duct tape to cover the hole. Laugh all you want, but the bugger held together all day, tho the sidewall was bulging badly by the time I got home. The old tube was screwed up too, the valve leaked air when you tried to pump it up. But it did hold air when you screwed the valve down. [presta]

So I installed a new tire and tube tonight. And I'm sure something else will break tomorrow. Sigh.