Those who have crashed... and those who are going to.
Last night I joined the former. A car buzzed me and cut back too fast - driving me into the curb. Unfortunately I was sprinting at the time. So I went over my bars at approximately 25 mph. And, no, he didnt stop. Ah, good times, good times.
Today I am sitting home nursing a dislocated shoulder and popping vicodin (yum yum).
The three real b*tches about this are:
1) My wheelset has been in the bike, literally, a week.
2) I have a 62 mile rally on the 1st I need to be in shape for!
3) Its a gorgeous day for a ride - and I cant!!!!!!!!!!!!!
On the plus side, this gives me time to work on my jersey design.
