Last night I brought my bike in the house and set forth to install my new tires. Told husband not to help me, give me advice, or even look at me while I was doing this; I really wanted to do it on my own. I was all proud of myself after taking care of the front tire. That wasn't *too* bad. Then I had to deal with the rear tire. Let me just say, I am surprised there is ANY grease left on my chain...it seemed to ALL end up on me!!
I was happy with myelf in the end, but I sure wouldn't want to flat the rear tire out riding and have to fix it on the side of the road.
Today I took my bike for a spin. Had to stop to adjust the front tire, wasn't lined up quite right. I went 12.4 miles in 47:30 --- 15.73mph. Still slow, but faster at what I perceive to have been less effort. New tires = Good.
Oh, and my applesauce making gadget arrived today. *clap*