A funny thing happened on the way to forum. If the reference doesn’t mean anything to you then you haven’t been introduced to the absurd collection of movies my husband gets a kick out of.

Tuesday’s events made that movie come to mind. I was on my way to a networking event hosted by a good friend I haven’t seen in ages. I decided today was the day to bike commute. It happens to be pouring down rain, Portland-style. Only a mile into my ride and the back tire of my three week old bike goes flat. Lovely. But that’s ok. I’m resourceful and I have a patch kit. Ahhh but having the tools and knowing how to use them are two very different scenarios. I have no idea how you change a tire with fenders on and it just had to be the back tire where all the gears are. Instead I decided to MAX my bike home and try to bus it to my  next meeting.

Then, while waiting for the Max I find myself in the middle of shouting/choking match between two very disgruntled men. Talk about interesting.

Turns out, it can be pretty challenging to get on MAX at 5pm on a weekday since there are a number of bike commuters and I watched three green lines pass me by because the bike spots were full. Thankfully Bryan came and rescued me….or my bike rather and I caught a bus uptown.