I went to Walmart with Becca after work to pick up her foosball table (she needed a bigger car to transport it back to her house). It took longer than expected when the store seemed utterly confused by the fact that she had ordered online, but had it shipped to the store. Meaning she had therefore already paid for it.
I just got home, already 8:00, still planning to get in my bike ride with a short run-off of 2-3 laps around my apartment complex.
FLAT TIRE.
The rear tire. Same one that went flat after the West U Warmup. Seems like something more than coincidence, which makes me wonder why I didn’t find anything in the tire the last time, and how I made it through one trainer ride and one 40+ mile road ride until it went flat again.
I thought maybe it was a slow enough leak that I could ride for 40 minutes, so I pumped the tire up. It’s a slow leak, but not slow enough — it’s losing about 8-10 psi per minute, which means the tire is completely flat a mere 12-15 minutes after pumping it up.
I do not deal well with stuff like this. Long day at work. Tired all day. Frustration at Walmart. Already late in the evening. And flat tire?
It was the last straw. No workout for me today.