Or (c) rhetorical.

I came to a stop light one day, clipped out with my left foot ( I'm a righty, and don't know why I stand on my left foot at red lights ), and was waiting for the green. Someone on the sidewalk asked for directions somewhere, and I leaned a bit to the right, enough to lose my balance. I sort of threw my weight left, and managed not to fall. Another time, a couple days after I got the pedals, I turned on this dirt path to find my picnic area had been graveled. I took a fall right in front of some guy eating his lunch, when my front wheel sank into the trap. Come to think of it, that was right after I felt good about an easy transition from toe clips to clipless.