78. Pit Stop

It takes a NASCAR pit crew less than a minute to change four tires and fill the tank. The other night I needed 30 minutes to fix a flat front tire.  I obviously need a team approach.  Wonder what I can do to entice my wife to join the team

77. Glove Heaven

Sometimes I ask, is it really worth it?  The rain and wind; waking up and finding a flat tire; shoulder to shoulder with an SUV; hills upon hills; lost helmets and gloves.  A couple of weeks ago I found myself down to two pairs of gloves--some ski gloves for when temp's in the teens and 20's but otherwise quite unusable, and a pair I found along the roadside a few years ago and keep as a spare when my mainstays haven't dried out.

I need something to keep me going, but wary that "a wicked and adulterous generation looks for a miraculous sign," I keep quiet.

Then during one of my periodic passes by the REI return bins I found a pair of cycling gloves in perfect condition (returned because they "weren't waterproof enough") for $11.  A couple of days later a pair of lightweight gloves that had been missing for a couple of weeks turned up in Sage's trunk.  And tonight the lost left of my regular gloves shows up in my rarely driven car.

I believe, I believe.

76. Candid Camera

this from my favorite environmental lawyer Kym, about a camera-toting London cyclist.  I have a camera for my helmet (or handlebars, I guess).  One of these days, I'll edit and post my production, not as exciting as the following:

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-12334486