Ice Cream and Flat Tires

You learn something every day.

This afternoon I rode out to Millbrook to visit some friends, getting there at about 2:00 after about an hour and 15 minutes. While I was there, I went to get some ice cream at a little place that is about 20 miles from here (sounds like a good ride - 20 miles out, ice cream, 20 miles back), and it was awesome. I love ice cream.

Because I was having a good time just hanging out with my friends, I didn't get out quite when I wanted, leaving there at about 6:00, expecting to get back around 7:15 or so. About ten minutes in I flatted my rear tire and had to change it on the road, almost ruining my spare in the process. I suck at changing tires. It took me a while.

So I started getting worried that it was getting too dark, and cars wouldn't see me, etc. I was hammering to get home, riding as hard as I could, and finally got back on campus at about 7:30. It was pretty dark, and I was still a little nervous that I'd been riding in such dark.

Then I remembered I was wearing sunglasses. Turns out it wasn't actually very dark out.

A few minutes ago we celebrated the birthday of a kid on the hall with homemade brownie sundaes that his mom dropped off earlier - nice ice cream, hot fudge, whipped cream, awesome brownies, Shrek M&Ms (they're huge!) and sprinkles.

I'm going to pass into a sugar coma now. Peace.