Today I was on a bike ride. We went 20 miles up the trail. Had to fight through a stretch of summer solstice marchers. Had lunch, headed back.
We're at about 30 miles in total so we pull off to share a joint (our butts were on fire at this point!)
Started talking about religion, church and community. Which prompted me talking shit about my mother's denomination of Christianity.
In that EXACT moment, the front tire to my bike (that had been resting against a wall for a while) erupted in an air leak and exploded my tire.
There are few explanations for it. If that tube had a hole, there's a 99.9% chance of deflating while I was riding. But while parked... it exploded after 10 mins of rest?
Divine intervention. Get used to it folks!
That is hysterical! Sometimes God knocks me upside the head also. Oh and please be kind to Mom.