Totally my fault. Shook me up and I'll never do it again.
I usually have a purpose or mission on my weekend rides, but today I just decided to pack a camera and stay close to home and ride slowly up and down every new street I'd never been on before. Lot of pure urban, residential riding.
I behave pretty much for stop signs and crosswalks but at some point I started cutting on sidewalks to make turns and easing back into the street. I cheat where I can just to keep moving. Way out of character for me.
Anyway (and realize I'm in Japan and they drive on the left here) I'm on the right hand sidewalk needing to get off the sidewalk and onto the road but of course I have to cross a lane of opposing traffic.
The obvious solution is to wait at the crosswalk like a good boy for the light to change. But I keep going. There are parked cars and I can't really see the oncoming lane but it's early in the morning, very residential, and very quiet. So I trust my sense of hearing and dart out into the street.
I came VERY close to getting run over by what I think must have been an electric car because it sure wasn't making any noise.
It scared me so bad I got that major fear paralysis a split second after I realized I wasn't going to die. That passed as quick as it came but for the next 15 minutes I couldn't do a single thing right on the bike and didn't trust any move I was making. Finally hopped off the bike and started walking with the camera until I calmed down.
Stupid, stupid, stupid. Thought I was king of the town or something and was breaking all the rules and just about paid dearly for it.
I am reformed. Next time I'll be the guy waiting patiently at the stoplight.