Never complain about bad day, it could becomes worse

It's a sunny Sunday today, I was very happy when I got up as I'm going to ride with some funny people for a marathon course.

The 1st thing ruins my day is, I went to the skytrain at 6:30 AM and found it is not open yet. It begins to run from 7:30 AM on Sunday. Lessons learned: Never take anything for granted, I should at least check the operation hours of skytrain the day before.

Then I have to ride to the gather place, as the only bus I known seems slower than my bike. I forgot my unhappy about the skytrain when I was ridding fast on the flat Kingsway which does not have many cars in the morning. But just out of sudden, I felt something became weird with my bike. God, I got a flat tire! I cannot be there on time and I didn't bring the captain's phone number. To my surprise, the radio still works over 10 KM, and I got contacted with the captain. I calmed myself down and went back home to get my tire pitched. Lessons learned: Bring the contact information any time.
It's the 2nd time for me to do the patch as my mountain bike usually gets only 1 flat tire per year. I usually don't bring the patches with me as I believe if it gets a flat tire the best thing I can do is taking public transit to the destination, then bring the bike home and fix it after I get my other things done. This thinking works for my daily commute, but definitely not works for an bike activity like today. Lessons learned: Think more before an important activity, don't let my habits lead me to the wrong way.

Eventually, I fixed the tire and took skytrain to the gather place. But my radio stopped working. I could hear other people but nobody could hear me. I heard the captain called me several times, but I cannot answer. I began to complain how tough the day is, and I was too focused on complaining that I forgot to use my brain to think why the radio is not working. Actually it is just the plugin of the speaker is loose. Lessons Learned: Calm down and use brain, especially when everything seems against me.

Finally I found the team from the street names they talked with each other, I have to thank myself for doing some homework on the maps the day before. Then I got a happy ride with bells on. Later, a happy lunch with funny people on my table, and I got a good helmet from the lucky draw... Things seem getting better and I think that's the end of my bad day as it cannot get any worse, the one thing could possibly make it worse is another flat tire on my ride home.

But, it seems the universe just wants to let me know how poor my imagination is. I actually made my nightmare of many years comes ture.

Well, I think I should be thankful for and respect the universe. At least, I'm still alive...