Supposed To Be A Nice Sunday Ride

We left at 11 a.m. sharp this morning -- okay, we were supposed to start at 11 a.m. sharp, but, well...

Two miles out, Howard's Fuji Touring Beater got it's first flat in nearly a week. They're not supposed to go flat so frequently, but...

Back on the road, we pushed the pace up to 20 mph and kept it there... until the downhills flattened out.

30 miles later, Mrs. Howard had a flat of her own. The tube was one of those Slime tubes filled with green goo. The green goo is supposed to self-patch the tube. So we completely deflated the tube, turning the wheel around slowly -- which is supposed to distribute the goo thoroughly to make sure it covers and self-patches the puncture -- then we reinflated it.

Five miles later, flat again. We once had Slime tubes in all our bike tires, but no more. That was the last Slime tube left. So the Slime experiment is through.

Pictured above, Howard has just finished replacing the tube with a new cheap Slimeless one, and he's inflating and inflating and inflating and...

After stopping at a pizza joint in a small neighboring town adjacent to our own for two medium twist cones and a slice -- total cost, $3.45! -- we returned home at 4:30 p.m.

60.1 miles. Now where is that Advil? It's supposed to relieve aches and pains.

Ahhhhhhhh, yes! Finally, something that works the way it's supposed to!