Only a mile each way to the market. It was also in the dark which made the ride even better.
Had to put off the long ride to the Salvation Army to drive my peeps to their bell ringing stations this morning because my rear tire was flat. Again, for the third time. I do think I found the sliver of steel from a car tire this time. If it’s not flat in the morning, I’ll get double digit miles in.
Riding is my only exercise since the “incident” because I still can’t walk for more than 10 minutes. It’s myyankle.
BTW. You know that last few inches when your putting the tire back on the rim? I found out it’s good for removing stitches from your hand. This morning I had eleven stitches. Now I have 8.