Seven Things I didn't know last Sunday

The washer/dryer drama escalated with my neighbors on Monday night. The hillbilly got drunk and banged on my door at 11:03PM demanding I turn on the electric to the washer dryer. He demanded I open the door and talk to him about it. I threatened to call the police and he left but I had to listen to him yell and bitch about me for the next 2 hours. I called the landlord Tuesday and its was quiet as a church until last night. They were playing sappy country music and yelling at each other.

My back tire on my bike went flat after Wednesdays ride. I had a spare tube but couldn't change a back tire by myself. I got a lesson in tire changing on Friday and again today before the Sunday ride.

Obviously its not the tube that was the problem because this morning after about 10 miles it started loosing air again. I was keeping up with the pack fine until the A1A. I was seriously lagging behind and struggling. Xander had to push me over the Hallandale Beach Blvd Bridge. That is when we noticed the tire was flat again. We put air into it but I only got as far as Washington street before I had to turn off for home. I had to push it the last 2 miles. I have a blister on my foot..these shoes are made for biking not walking.

Guy Chris gave me a new saddle and I can ride with no hands. The old saddle was too wide and I couldn't balance.

I switched with Carlos for my day off so that I could go camping an extra day. I have to close Wednesday night so I will miss the bike ride. Hector just informed me He is having a managers meeting on Wednesday or Thursday...I kinda hope its Thursday but that means I will not get to camp until later. I will have to pack before hand and just leave from Hialeah. Probably means I will be setting up my tent in the dark.

I was waiting on a woman buying glasses and the whole time her girl child kept saying...you've got frog eyes..frog eyes..check her out she's got frog eyes. Her mother never said a word to the child the whole 20 minutes or so this rant went on. She also never put down her cell phone...Child rude, Mother rude.

My friend Trish took a spill on Wednesday night. We were coming down a small rise and had to turn left. She missed the path and when she went to get back on her tire fell into the rut between the path and the grass. She fell pretty had and scraped the side of her face. When she went to work the next day, one of her male coworkers wanted to know who he needs to beat up for giving her a black eye.