Pete's Log: what have i done?

Entry #476, (Life in General)
(posted when I was 22 years old.)

Where did I go wrong? How have I failed? Why have I lost the favor of the god(s) of biking? Seven years they treated me well. It mattered not what kind of terrain I chose, my bike would survive. It mattered not how bad a spill I took, the injuries were always superficial. But now, they have forsaken me. Four flat tires in two weeks. Before two weeks ago, I think I had a flat tire once. Maybe twice. And now this. This time the hole was very minute, however. Upon waking up and trying to leave, I discover my rear tire is half full. So since it's only leaked half a tube of air, I decide to pump it back to full and to ride to campus, because I need to be on campus. So I make it to campus, and will have to deal with my bike when I'm done here. Grrrr... I think it may be time to replace my rear tire. Every time I've examined it. I've not found anything stuck in it that could be causing this. But at this point I'm convinced there's gotta be something stuck in the tire. So I'll have to see. But now it's time for work.