dang!

I remember falling three times.
First was when I was in 4th grade. I rode a crappy walmart bike, and went out one day on a flat rear tire without realizing it, until I ate dirt when I made a hard corner. Even today, I still have a hard time cornering turns, out of paranoia that there's sand or something, and that I'll slip.
Second time was in college. I was sort of speeding on the sidewalk, but had to move down to the grass because a couple was walking, taking up the whole sidewalk. When I pass them to get back up to the sidewalk, the tire got trapped on the small curb between the grass and concrete, and I fell... HARD. The two jerks just glanced at me, and looked the other way. But someone else helped me up. I have two scars on knee and elbow to prove it.
Third time was out of stupidity. I was coming home from work recently, and had to merge into traffic. But had to stop because there were too many cars. But I had toe straps on, and couldn't get my foot free. But luckily there was a nice, soft piece of lawn taking my fall. Ironically, I wouldn't have fell had I been using clipless pedals, because all it takes is a twist of the foot.

I learned something each time. But never fell on clipless... yet. I'm proud of that.