First fall last night. Turning (slowly, about 2 mph) on gravel near construction, couldn't get clipped out fast enough and did the slo-mo fall. Guy rolled down his window and asked if I was okay. Scrapes and bruised ego. I had been congratulating myself on having not fallen after a month of riding clipless.
For any Houstonians out there, it was at 610 and Braeswood.