There is nothing quite like getting all ready for a ride, picking up your bike and realizing that one of your tires was flat. You distinctly remember it not being flat the night before, but now all of a sudden in the morning, it looks like sad rubber.
After spending 20 minutes checking the tire, checking the tube, determining that the tire was okay, then worrying that one of the spokes was protruding through the rim, and then re-taping the rim I put it all back together and decided not to stray too far from home today.
No problems on the actual road, although every little sound made me worry. I’ll watch the bike, if I did manage to destory my rim (without knowing what I did) I will not be a happy camper.