Speaking of delivery services, I was almost run over by an irate USPS truck driver in South Boston this weekend; conversely, that was not the worst thing to happen that day. Mr. Alexander Hardy and I were planning a nice 90 mile ride through the beautiful countryside of towns like Concord, Harvard, Bolton, Berlin, etc. Yet, a defect derailed our trip just outside of Watertown and forced us to take a train to our final destination. After rigorous inspection of the tire/rim and a trip to a local bike shop, we departed the next day towards Boston with the hopes of a flawless tire. This was not to be. After several miles, I had to exchange my fourth inner-tube in two days. With no other choice than to push forward, I had to ride with a constantly deflating tire. This mental agony of actively knowing your bike is failing you with every passing second can make for a stressful ride. After many stops and cursing with every pump during refills, I was reminded that this will be nothing compared to the trials and tribulations that I must face during my trip. The trip was also topped off with a failing bar end shifter mount. It wasn't the best trip, yet I felt I needed these imperfections to better prepare me for what lies ahead.
Until then, I must remember to appreciate the gifts I have right now: my friends, my dog, work, enjoying Severson's "Ethics and Film" class, and all other pleasures that warmer weather can bring.
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I think Clem (and everyone else) would appreciate if she were first on the list of gifts. Thanks.
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