Rear tire flat.
Good last night.
Flat this morning.
I drove to work.
Not riding didn’t bother me. I remember a time when that would have put me in a funk.
It’s only a flat that needs fixing.
After dinner I checked the tire and had no trouble finding the problem.
I checked the inside of the tire for any other puncture and found none.
Before I started the cleaning phase of the evening, I looked for some old garden gloves to wear. I found four. All left-handed….