On Saturday we had a brief lesson from Coach Lesley on how to change a flat tire on our bikes. It was a it of a fiasco for me. I figured if I ever get a flat in a race, I might as well chuck it. (the race and the bike) Or Pick the bike up and run it in.. Does that count ?? Gina had no problems, as it brought back how she used to change flats on her bike, as a kid. I can say with some certainty that I never had a flat tire as a kid. Am hoping that luck carries over and thru adulthood.
But, yesterday, with no tutors to pitch in and help, I sat in the back yard and practiced. I think I've got the part about getting the tire off the rim and the tube out, and a new one in. Now, I've got to work on the "quick release" of the whole wheel from the frame, and "quickly" putting it back on. And for sure, there is nothing quick about it. YET !
Of course, doing this all in the middle of a race with soaring heart rates, and adrenaline rushing, and on the side of the road, will be a totally different scene. And for sure there won't be a cold beer there once I am successful.
But I shall give it more practice.
And we now are the owners of new, full wetsuits. We are pro's. We hope to give them a trial swim this weekend. I'm sure there will be photos .
And tomorrow I will run 8 miles. A new mileage high for my running. Am I happy or what?
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