Originally Posted by HardyWeinberg

38F, sunny/rainy/whatever

I had been having a really fast ride, hit all the lights, enjoying life, then at about the 1.5 mile to go mark, a mudpatch on a trail I usually aim for the center of had, over the weekend, been filled w/ something like charcoal briquets; I tapped the brake at the wrong moment, locked the wheel, went up and over into a faceplant.

The worst part of it was that I had been going so fast that I went down w/ a full cup of coffee which, now that I am at work, only went down about a quarter in the time it took me to get the bike back upright. So it could have been worse.