So, this morning, due to the general mugginess and heat, I was awake at 5.00am and up about 20 minutes later. No point lying in bed if you can't sleep, is there?
The plan was then hatched, to grab some juice and some coffee, and get them down me, before deciding on a long leasurely cycle into town by some obscure scenic route that would make no sense whatsoever, from a commuting point of view. So, about 6.30 I was all ready to go, and that's when I discovered the flat tyre.
Off with the wheel, and a quick scan of the tyre, and a small sliver of glass was revealed as the culprit.
To save time, I opted not to fix the puncture, but instead to change the inner tube. This proved not to be the time saving measure I planned it to be, as about 10 minutes after leaving the house, in the middle of Mosspark, there was an almighty bang, and I was instantly reduced to a flat rear tyre again.
Back at the house, it transpired that I had been in such a hurry to change the tube, that the inner tube had been slightly folded over on itself, and under the combination of the air pressure and my lardy arse, couldn't handle it. The hole was about the size of an old 1/2p. It was really quite impressive.
Tube out, burst tube patched and carefully popped in, and I was finally on my way. By this point I was actually 15 minutes later leaving the house than I usually am, so the scenic route was out of the question, and it was a case of hammering it along my usual commute route.
After grabbing a quick shower in the work and nipping out to buy something for my lunch, I was only about 10 minutes late getting in, which wasn't bad considering.
On the plus side, at least I know that I can (a) still fix a puncture, and (b) change a tyre in a reasonably quick time*
(*thank you whoever designed quick release wheels)