Last night I was watching the weather on TV and when “they” said it would be windy thought to my bad self I should change off my extra speedy freaking aero-mofo tri spoke wheel.
At 7am I thought for a second and said to my self fuckit and orff I went on my merry way and throught no more of it.
On the way home I was riding so St Killa road and was blown into traffic by the wind… ooops perhaps I should have swapped out wheels - and so what I thought would be a quick ride home turned into a 45 minute exercise in getting blown but not in the Saturday night or special birthday suprise sense.
Strong wind + 3 spoke wheels = craptown.
Will I change it for tomorrows ride in - nah fuckit it will be raining so I can skidd like the incontinant elderly.