The ‘P’ Word
It had to happen sooner or later, that inevitable part of cycling that strikes when you least expect it.
Sorting it out is never really that bad. But it did delay me putting the last of my commute into complete darkness. In my haste to get going again I didn’t really take enough time on the roadside to inflate the new tube which made me slower afterwards. Or maybe I was just paranoid about getting another flat.
Commuting by bike in the winter, in the dark and getting a puncture. Proper character-building stuff!