This evening I went out for a bike ride, first time in ages! Now that the new boss has decreed that bicycles are unsightly and unprofessional looking and a fire-hazard and all sorts of other things and are not to be kept within the workplace, nobody rides anymore.
Two laps of Kew Boulevard in the cool of the night, a few other riders were out, some going home from work, some out for training rides. A few too many motorists out who leave their headlights on high-beam too — the mentality seems to be that it is only necessary to dip your lights for other cars, not for other people.
It had all the hallmarks of a great ride until about three-quarters of the way home when my back tyre went flat. Not just flat, the tyre which had started to look a little thin had suddenly disintegrated, great flaps of rubber peeling off from the backing! Not too impressive considering the $80 price tag, life and 6,500km. So much for the Hutchinson Top Slicks — even if they were nice and skinny and fast…
