Today I wanted to ride my bike but there was that little voice that said "Don't do it." I ignored the voice of course and went out on my bike and about 2 miles into riding I got a flat tire. I sat on the side of the road and called my dad. I then saw a man riding and he ended up being a bike shop employee so he was able to fix my flat. I decided to test it out but what I forgot to do was shift my gears because the guy had to take off my back tire to fix it. A few feet after riding I felt very uncomfortable with my gears out of alignment and I tried to fix it but I was unable to do it. I eventually decided that it was not the day for me to be riding my bike. My dad eventually picked me up and put my bike in the car. God is good.