Here I was, leaving Performance bike the other day just beaming at my find. Pro3Race tires in 650. It was like Christmas! I couldn't even find these suckers online. It was clearly my lucky day!
Fast Forward to this morning... The battle
I pulled off my old worn out tire from my front rim at 9am this morning expecting to be done with the all that needed to be done to my bike to make it road ready by about 10am.
9:15 Finally get one edge of the tire round rim
9:20 Cursing begins
9:30 Decide this is futile. Need to take off tire and try that clothes drier trick
9:40 Finally get the tire off rim
9:45 Realize the drier has outsmarted me. It knows there is nothing wet in it, therefore will not heat
9:46 More cursing
10:05 Finally got the tire on. TRIUMPHANT!
10:05.30 Hear the air leaking out of the punctured tube
10:06 More swearing
10:15 Get a new tube in. Thankfully the damn tire is now stretched
10:16 Hear air once again coming from tire
10:16.30 Cursing like a drunken sailor
10:40 Third tube in, so far so good
10:45 Friend tells me to put other tire in oven first
10:47 Smell of freshly baked tire emanates through the house
10:50 Burn already very sore fingers on freshly baked tire
11:00 Rear tire successfully installed
11:00-1:00 Decide since I'll probably be racing this steed to swap out the seat, all the bottle holders, and re-tighten all the screws. Eat a lot of pasta. Shower. Get Ready for the ride.
1:30-4:30 RIDING OUTSIDE!!!! It was all so worth it. Of course, after 50 hilly miles in the east of Cleveland capping off a 24 hour training week I hurt- EVERYWHERE. But it's a good hurt.
Quote of the day
By having the will to do what others don't today, gives you the ability to do what others can't tomorrow.
I think I'm gonna go bake cookies now. At least that won't take much energy