Further proof of the importance of keeping all loose clothing away from one's chain. Also, the importance of carrying a 15 wrench on outings. Good thing a shredded hoodie and bent chain are the only damages suffered. Nonetheless, I am a sad Guns.
My great plans for today were dashed by the shortest and wettest bike ride of my life. I had a measly 18 blocks return to ride, and in that time the heavens opened. Perhaps you saw me dripping on the corner of 99th and 87 Ave, waiting for a break in traffic to cross. Ugh.
And since the only thing that is wrong with it is its lack of batteries (other than being a clunky beast of a first generation digital camera), I think I'll remedy that issue tomorrow.
Having a paycheque rules- I can afford such luxuries as lithium batteries! And hopefully new socks. New socks are great.