broke

So, you know how the other day I mentioned grabbing a stick between the wheel and derailleur... and everything seemed fine?

Well, yeah, it's not.  Nothing traumatic, but enough to be annoying.  As I was loading the HiFi on the pterodactyl yesterday (you think I would be able to spell pterodactyl by now, but no... 3 out of 4 times I spell it wrong...) I noticed a busted spoke.  The weather... high 60s/70!!  And no trail time...

Instead I went straight home and got some pavement under Georgia's tires (the roadie) for the second day in a row... but more about that tomorrow.

So today after work I guess I'll be going all "Mr. Fix-it."  Seems like a busted spoke is more of an annoyance than anything - saving the sealant, taking up the rim tape... replacing said spoke, retaping the rim, and resealing... a bit much "re" for my liking.