muskegon life, chapter six
last night i tightened my chain after work. when we got to the end of clay, down by port city paints there were a few guys sitting just out of the streetlight's range. as we rode by they asked for a ride and i had to say no. then they made some comments, like guys do, as we went to cross lakeshore. i stood up to hop up the curb and as i leaned onto my right pedal i felt it slip and my tire leaned into the left side of my bike, locking up. the guys saw this and started laughing and making jokes. i was stuck there with a tire that didn't spin. so i walked it around toward heritage landing and hid it underneath that red wooden storage building that's over there, trying to make sure that the guys couldn't see. then i had to walk back to the shop to get the socket wrench. it was a beautiful night and a slow walk. upon leaving the shop we ran into lindy and his girlfriend and they walked with us back to my bike. i realigned everything and we all parted ways. a slow bike ride home made me anxious for warmer weather. but at this point, everything has me anxious for warmer weather.