So I am trying to finish this monster document and working at home--yuck.
My neighbor's dog is barking incessantly. I feel bad for the pup--
he wags his tail when you look over at the fence at him. But he barks
loud--so finally I jump on my bike and ride around the corner to see if I can
bang on the door and be like wtf? It is dusk. I am not wearing a helmet.
I stop and stall in front of the house where dog lives--clearly no one is home--
lights are off. I am not trying to trackstand--I am
desperately trying to remember how to unclip from these new pedals.
There is a two second pause in which time slooows down. I go over--
clipped in, and roll onto my side and shoulder to keep from making
a hard fall. My bike remains clipped to my legs as I view stars appearing
in the night sky as I look up from the street. I laugh.
My mind is refreshed from this absurd event and I ride
home. The dog stops barking.