A Day Late, A Tube Short

Yesterday was day #6 of Diabetes Blog Week. I managed to miss it because we were kinda busy. So I’m gonna make up for it today with two posts. First, some diabetes snapshots.

Before the pictures, a little story. Remember that on Friday I wrote that I was going to do 90 mile ride in the Taconic Range today? Turns out, I forgot about an evening obligation, so I decided to delay the ride until next weekend and do a similarly sized ride starting at home but without any mountains.

About two hours into my ride through Massachusetts, Rhode Island and Connecticut — before I really even had a chance to get bored — I got a flat. After a year of riding, I was due, but it could have happened in a more convenient place, instead of halfway across the West Thompson Dam. My first thought was a hope that I could just raise my hand like they do in professional races and summon the neutral service vehicle for a quick wheel change. Oh, delusions!

After walking myself back to a place with a shoulder, I made a rookie mistake, breaking the head off the valve of my flat tube as I took it off the wheel. Had I been wiser, I would have also brought an extra tube with me. Like I said: rookie mistakes. Nothing to do after that but pack it in and call Lisa to pick me up. She’s a sweetheart, that girl.

Next week, I’ll be more sensible when I finally do that ride in the mountains.

Here are some pictures from the past couple days:

Lunch of palak paneer and chicken korma

What?!

How did we do SWAGging lunch? Uh . . . coulda been better.

Reading all y’all’s blogs

A movable feast

Stopping by the cemetery in Burrillville, Rhode Island

Lots of Joslins in this part of Rhode Island and Connecticut

I thought at first this might be the guy we PWDs owe a debt of gratitude, but he seems to be an uncle of some distance.

Waiting for the cavalry in Thompson, CT

I barely worked hard enough to muss my hair