Yesterday down with my bike next to the Rico Perez (football stadium) I noticed that I was very thin and vibrating a lot. Today, in a hurry had to go to a site and when I ride on the bike, the tire. Damn, see that there was no time to spin this, but bad luck. I gotta get to my destination, going very slowly while eating up the bogeyman of how it could have been punctured. Clear was that if I leave it in the street, it might have been a thug who has released the air or with a knife I've cracked the wheel. Luckily I came and parked because I was getting increasingly nervous about who has been or how I have played that bitch.
Finally I went to pick up the bike and took her to a gas station to inflate the wheel and go see a client. The air was filled with pitch and checked the front wheel. It was very loose so I got a good chute. Was there a couple of minutes and seeing that they do not collapse, as I left.
Now comes the good. Damn!! had at least 3 years without checking the tire pressure. No wonder he was out of air. I think that had endured until BASTAAAA said!
If at first I ate the coconut blaming the other, now I was solely responsible for not reviewing, from time to time the wheels. The best thing was to assemble. Go change. Was years could not remember what was going on a bike with wheels swollen.
All this comes to mind that they always cast the blame on others for the bad things that happen to us when in reality, if we stop to think, we tend to be solely responsible and certainly with a little care can prevent many of our evils which often occur at the worst time imaginable.
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