The morning after the race, I examined the front wheel that had given me so much difficulty during the race. I was curious as to how well it had actually been secured to the rim, and wondered whether I had just simply been having a bad day or was the tire truly an issue. I let the air out and went to try to pull the tire off. It came off with one hand. I realized that it hadn’t been bad luck at how miserably the wheel had performed, it had been good luck I hadn’t rolled the tire and crashed out of the race.