de tomKronieken

Yesterday, I was so proud:

That's right, 1K kilometers on my bike.

This morning, I was up real early (see here), the sun was shining, so I decided to take the touristic route to work. I jumped on my bike and ... I heard "pfpfpfpfff" (or something alike). Flat tire. Damn.

Since this is the first time this happens, I didn't have a spare ready. So I drove to work by car. I'm feeling very weird now: my legs are actually aching from not doing anything this morning. Lunch break will be spent hunting for a new tire.