I had my very first crash this past Saturday...I was shocked! Actually LAID OUT on the pavement! Some bruising on my knee, had to get some minor bike adjustments, but other than that, all good in the hood.

Basically, I was in the Prospect Park West bike path in Brooklyn when a guy stepped out from between two cars. He was looking in my direction when he emerged and definitely saw me. I commute daily and usually I am very mindful of pedestrian right of way and will give right of way even if they dont deserve it. I was about 4 feet from him when I saw him and I feel like in these situations, one of two things can happen: 1. He will dart ahead on his intended path and cross the bike lane before I get there or 2. He will STOP MOVING. What actually happened was that he...and there really is no other word for it...moseyed. I didnt have time to brake or go around him and while I was the one on the bike, HE ran into ME. I lost control and fell OUT! My first instinct was the rage...I very politely inquired, "ARE YOU ****ING KIDDING ME??" to which he responded, "Miss, you ran into ME!" I managed to get out a "It's a ****ing BIKE LANE" before he disappeared into the crowd of like, a hundred people that were there for the American Cancer Society walk. I spent the entire day planning what I was going to say the next time the same EXACT situation happened...like, "You were looking RIGHT AT ME and not at a crosswalk...WHY would you not STOP WALKING when you see a biker coming at you at 15 mph?" or "I ran into YOU? Then why is your giant a** still walking around and I'm full out on the pavement?"

I did get one single "Are you ok?" from a fellow biker who came up behind me, to which I responded, "Yes, I am, thank you so much for being the only person to ask me!" She even added a "You know...these people!" So I felt a little better that at least one person sided with me...