I think this little ditty might illustrate how I’m feeling about life at the moment. For the past month or so my new Tubolito tube on my front wheel has been losing pressure overnight. I’m normally the kind of guy to just change the tube and chuck the old one, but I’ve been lulled into some false confidence by the fact that the pressure holds on a ride, big or small. It’s just when I wake up the next morning that I see 40 psi on the pump.
I’ve never stuck with a slow leak this long and I really thought I’d have a blow-out by now, but I’m thinking about waiting it out till something catastrophic happens. At least that’ll mean something is happening in my life.
What do you all do with these things? Careful, your answer may betray your true character!