As I sit with family watching the Lakers game I thought I would share an anecdote about my ride today.
Around noon today I set out toward Camarillo on my bike for my longest ride yet — 50 miles. The sun was shining (finally!) and I was excited for my long ride.
Shortly after 30 miles I heard that dreaded sound of a popped tire. Shit. I started to phone home when another biker came along. He asked if I had a tube and I told him I didn’t. He immediately offered me his extra, tools and a hand pump.
On the side of Pleasant Valley Rd in Camarillo a stranger named Doug helped me change my tire. We had a short little chat… He lives in Camarillo and was actually going to be on his way to Simi Valley after his ride to take his children to a birthday party. Before we parted ways I thanked him and he said, “Pay it forward to someone else.”
That really made my day. It wouldn’t have been a big deal for someone to pick me up, but I was just so impressed by his ??generosity.
What a great day!