Well, tonight is a milestone in my car-free living journey. I was hit by a car.
I was going home after work heading north into an intersection where I had a green light when a big pick-up truck heading south cut the intersection to pass in front of me to save a whole 5 seconds of her night. My hubris overcame my best judgement and I started mouthing off to her (because I had the right of way) as I was watching her truck pass through the intersection and beyond. I left eye contact of my path for only a split second. When I turned back around there was a smaller car that was hiden by the truck and was following it. Even though my bike is lit up pretty well with continuous and flashing lights, she wasn't looking either. She didn't see me because her friend's truck blocked her view of me. I hit my brakes and my front wheel went right into the front of her car. I did a flip over my handlebars and landed on my back onto her car's hood. She felt horrible, as she should, and ended up giving me and my bike a ride home. She promises to pay for a new wheel, because it is completely out of round.
I don't know why I'm writing this. Probably a little bit to brag about possibly cheating death...don't forget my hubris. Probably a little therapy, because I'm still shaking.
So, that's my story for the day.