As in the Tartan Trail of Tears (segment) and Natalie’s and her punctured front tire’s metaphorical tears. I forgot I did Tartan Trail with Anthony during the winter. It’s been many years since I did it the first time. It wasn’t as bad as I thought. We were supposed to do more climbing on Hallmark and Crestview but Natalie realized her front tire was low while we waited at the light to turn on to Hwy 92 back to Cañada. To be safe, we decided to avoid any big descents and stayed on Cañada. We stopped to fill air multiple times. The first time it seemed to be holding but it was clear there wasn’t enough sealant. Each time she checked the interval between pumps grew shorter and shorter until it basically was going flat immediately. Luckily Natalie was able to get rescued and I was able to make it to Speederia for some flat cakes before they closed. I was going to go say hi to Natalie Portman but she was making dinner with her mom and Nick Cage and missed my message.