Who knows why things happen the way they do sometimes. Fall is my favorite time to ride & we scheduled a 50 mile course for today that I called “Tour de Heber”. It’s incredibly beautiful around Park City and Heber Valley in the fall & today was no exception. After we made the climb up to Kamas & then headed west out of Francis, we had to climb up to the summit before it drops down into Midway. The final descent runs along the south side of Jordanelle Reservoir. It’s about a 9% descent & I got up around 40 – 45 mph. We had a little bit of a headwind but not to bad. About halfway down I decided that I didn’t want to use my brakes just to see if I could. We were dodging runners most of the way down but it was a fun drop, I just consciously hoped I wouldn’t have any kind of a mechanical problem & I didn’t. Laurel and Kayelyn met us at the bottom and were getting ready to ride the rest of the route with us. Adam & I had our bikes propped up on the FJ & we were eating some fruit. Out of nowhere we heard a pop coming from the place where our bikes were. Adam just said he hoped it wasn’t his tire that blew. It was mine. I can’t explain how a tire just separates from the rim and the tube blows out. I just thought about how grateful I was it didn’t happen 10 minutes earlier on the descent. It reminded me of when Tak had the same thing happen about 4 years ago. The difference was he was moving and went down pretty hard. I was blessed yet again today.