Originally Posted by M3ta7h3ad

Today wasnt too good.

Great weather, and left my house setting my stopwatch as usual to time my trip time intended to nail it as far as I possibly can today including the big incline that I have to cover at the start (about 1.5miles of a gradually increasing gradient its like a ramp as opposed to a hill, and curves on the way up).

Progress was good, until I hit the outskirts of Cardiff when 4 punk arse idiot cyclists on BMX's went past me.

3 yelled curses at me making fun of my weight (woo..) the other wheelied his bike straight at me, I had to swerve out of the way or nail my bike into them, my only regret is that I didnt shove my arm out as I swerved past. He'd of landed with a nasty bump.

I get over them and lose my rage as I come alongside the river again, and start nailing it again after a few moments of taking it easy after passing the idiot quartet, the birds singing and the suns shining.. all is good as I come to a suspension bridge as im climbing up the curve of it I hear CLUNK!!! SCRRAAATCH and my pedals refuse to turn, looking down I notice that my rear chain has mis shifted and ended up half on... half on the cogs, so I twiddle the shifter and try and pedal again to flick the chain back on... another clunk, and now the pedals will not rotate not one bit. its completely jammed, I roll off of the bridge, around and through a cycle gate, and pull over to the side.

The chain has trapped itself at the rear between the cassette and the dropout, then the front one has fallen between two chainwheels and jammed there too. I manage to get the front out without too much issue, but the back is really jammed.

Two hands, gripping the chain yanking it up and out to release it from its captive place and I hear TWAAAANNNGGGGGG!!! I look closer fearing I've broken the chain, but its my pannier rack, I've snapped a bolt holding it to my frame with the chain. With the bolt gone another few yanks and the chain is free covered in lovely blue paint (the colour of my frame) but ridable again. I ride the last few miles into work cursing and praying that the loose rack arm doesnt decide to go into the spokes.

Lock up the bike just outside work, then check my bank balance, but the cash machine swallows my card. Seems the idiot on the phone I spoke to yesterday about unblocking my card didnt do what I asked.

Ugh... then I dont get invited to the company outing to the cricket this year either, "your place has already been taken by someone else im afraid".

Bloody day.