Got out on the road today for my first ride since we started moving-moving with two children is far more difficult than moving without two children. The cold workday morning left the American River Parkway all but abandoned and offered up that special kind of peaceful loneliness-a loneliness I won’t get to experience often once I return to work.
Having the trail to myself wasn’t as nice after successfully repairing a flat, the valve on my new tube popped straight off and left me stranded 11 miles from home with no tube, no air and no cash. After a phone call and a request for my lovely wife to meet me at the nearest bike shop, I hoofed it a half mile or so and fixed the flat for the final time finishing my short 20 mile ride in just over 2 hours.

