We’ve been having ridiculously gorgeous weather this week and it’s actually stuck around over the weekend for a change. Naturally, when it’s sunny on a weekend you have to ride your bike outside. It’s the law. T was buried in homework, as his mid-term project is due on Tuesday, so he wasn’t going to be able to ride with me. So, I put a status up on Facebook in the hopes of luring M into a bike ride. My bid was successful, but there was one hitch in the plan – Shifty had a flat tire. Thus, we got to have M’s first tire-changing lesson, courtesy of T, who is a way more experienced “bike tire changer”.
For quite some time now, I’ve enjoyed the “that’s what she said” joke from The Office, but apparently changing a tire is the mother lode of “That’s what she said” jokes. There were so many, it just got to be too much after a while. “Now, stick that in the hole.” “It’s too big for my hole!” “Now, it will start to get hard.” and so on… We were in tears… (well, I was anyway!) Amidst all of the jokes, T managed to teach M how to change a tire:
George was unamused with our antics:
And Wally, of course, wanted in on the action…
But finally, success!
Our ride was awesome! It felt so nice to be out in the sunshine and we did a nice leisurely ride on the Burke Gilman. I also managed to drag T out of the house for a swim at our gym’s pool of freaks. (That’s a whole other blog post for another time.) All in all, it was a good day of training followed by a fun dinner of homemade pumpkin gnocchi with M & J. Vive le Saturday!