This blog was supposed to be about bicycles...and it is but not the bikes I had planned on talking about.
Yesterday I was on my way to a meeting and a free brunch (yummy) it's be so nice lately and I've had a great time riding my bike all over the city without having to bundle up, but I'm getting off track.
So I was crossing a bridge and then hit a patch of sand, gravel and glass while trying to slow down. Dumb move and I bit it hard, and got some road rash on my shin and forearm and some gravel in my hands. Helmet on head + 1st aid kit in bag = smart move. So after cleaning myself up as best I could I called a friend in the area to come pick me up, while trying not to pass out I made a bet with myself that no one would stop and check on me.... I won
in fact no one so much as looked at me...not pedestrians or other cyclists.
"So I walk with a limp like an old school pimp" hopefully by the weekend I'll be back in the saddle.
Yesterday I was on my way to a meeting and a free brunch (yummy) it's be so nice lately and I've had a great time riding my bike all over the city without having to bundle up, but I'm getting off track.
So I was crossing a bridge and then hit a patch of sand, gravel and glass while trying to slow down. Dumb move and I bit it hard, and got some road rash on my shin and forearm and some gravel in my hands. Helmet on head + 1st aid kit in bag = smart move. So after cleaning myself up as best I could I called a friend in the area to come pick me up, while trying not to pass out I made a bet with myself that no one would stop and check on me.... I won
in fact no one so much as looked at me...not pedestrians or other cyclists.
"So I walk with a limp like an old school pimp" hopefully by the weekend I'll be back in the saddle.
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