Depressingly the tyre I had all the trouble with earlier in the week instantly punctured, and not in a way that I can blame on the bike shop that fitted it. It was clearly a puncture from a foreign object so I’m now back where I started the week, albeit a wasted £30 down.
In the end this makes me less keen on bikes at times. I’m riding inappropriate bikes to work and not enjoying the lack of nice flowing muddy singletrack between home and work as I plough along the roads.
So a weekend of staring at the bike will follow before I decide to add even more money to the wasted pot and pay a shop to fix it because a new tube may well get ruined in my cack-handed attempts to fit it.
Check back in next week to see what happens. And oh, maybe click on the lovely advertising on this site and make me some money to cover it.
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