yesterday was my last day of the commute downtown and my last day at my current job before I move out to CT in a couple weeks. Then I got to leave early too, and I was so amped up at the prospect of leaving the job, on my last day, that I was flying home, racing down E Main faster than I had ever rode home from work before, adrenaline pumping. Then, I got to my street, and tried to turn, and was just going way too fast. I missed the turn, ended up crossing into the oncoming lane and heading straight for the curb. I was like, "ok, I have to jump this curb now..." I made the front wheel but the back wheel didn't clear, I landed on the sidewalk at a dead stop. The back wheel was bent, spokes messed up. I felt like such an idiot as I lifted the bike onto my shoulder and started the walk of shame the rest of the way home. But then my good friend, who I got to replace myself at my job this past week, was coming down my street on the way to his place and turned around to pick me and the bike up. What a way to go out on my last commute in Rochester. I'll be reporting from the Bristol, CT area soon. Ride safe kids!