I turned a bit too sharply this morning on slick pavement and found myself lying on the ground shortly thereafter. It was hilarious. It hurt. It lightly bruised my hip and the ball of my hand. I’d say it had a negative impact on my pride, but I have very little of that to begin with. (Have you seen what I look like in a bike helmet?) I got up, swung my leg back over the bike, gave a nod and a smile to the guy sitting at the intersection watching this beautiful drama unfold while he waited for the light to change, and rode on.
Silver lining: I think getting this out-of-the-way the second week of January ensures a safe, happy, and upright year ahead, right?
I hope everyone reading gets a good laugh out of this. It’s no reason not to ride in the winter, mind you. But be careful out there.