I popped my first tire today. I’ve had pretty good luck with bicycle tires over my lifetime, I don’t think I’d popped a single one until last Thursday. I was cruising down Summer St toward Davis Square when suddenly I heard a “whack whack whack” noise coming from the rear tire. I thought I had lost a spoke, but when I looked closer…

Not only did I perfectly hit a small rusty screw in the middle of a road, but I did it in such a way that the pressure from the tire formed an airtight seal around it.

Mike helped me patch the tire on Saturday, which was much more painless than I thought it would be. Thanks Mike!