Big snow this morning, roads cleared by the afternoon, just in time for my weekly appointment with my psychologist, cruising down the interstate around 80mph, and 'KABOOM' there goes my rear, drivers side tire, completely shredded on the inside. Of course with the snow being piled up in the emergency lane, I could only pull about 3/4 of the way into it, so I got to stare death in the face as I lay there in the slush, salt, and ice (in 2 degree temperatures) changing a tire, as cars and trucks whizzed by (well over the speed limit), just feet from me (some a lot closer). I mean, if you see someone laying in the middle of the interstate, pay attention people, and move into the other lane...LOL I'll admit, it was a wild rush, and I may have enjoyed it a little too much, but that's something that I need to work on with my psychologist... :)
In the end, I was soaked, cold, my fingers are still numb (no lie), but I have a brand new set of tires, thanks to Tire Discounters. Luckily, they had them in stock. I figured I had 50k+ on them, a new set was going to be in order soon. I had stopped by Honda first, because I had every single light on my dash flashing at me (riding the doughnut), but of course, the dealership doesn't keep anything in stock, and the dude 'helping' me, said that he couldn't promise he'd have any in before Friday. What? Fortunately, the Tire Discounters store is just across the road, so I'm riding a new set, enjoying life, still high on that rush from dancing with the devil earlier. Oh, and all of those lights on the dash went out after the doughnut was removed and replaced with an actual tire. Something I should have probably known beforehand.