After doing my weights this morning, couldn't help but want to take my bike out for a spin because the temperature was nicely on the cool side.
As I was going around a corner at a decent clip, I stupidly forgot to postion my pedal in the raised position and, suddenly, I went flying and landed with a plop. Yelled something. Lay for a second before getting up. Some road rash, sore hands and especially knees. My bike suffered a scuffed up seat, pedal, and the hand grip on one side is torn off, but everything else seems okay.
All these kind folk ran out of their houses and were really, really nice. One even brought me a cup of coffee. Oddly, I was very happy. I can deal with a little pain, but was extremely pleased that my 50+ body could still take a fall and not crack anything. If I hadn't lost so much weight this summer though, I don't think I would have fared nearly as well.
I did feel good enough to complete my 15 miles.
Gonna take some Advil before going to watch some live music this afternoon though.