Yesterday's commute home was the second fall I have had in my adult life on a bicycle.

The first was when I was attempting to ride a tall bike that a friend of mine built.

This time, I was frustrated because I needed to go back to work to pick up something I didn't think I would need. So i was racing back, a bit angry, I took the corner a bit too fast and realized I wouldn't be able to make the turn tight enough before hitting the curb on the other side of the driveway.

So I straighted up and Slammed on the brakes. Except I missed the rear brake with my hand and when straight into the curb. I knew I was going to hit it, and I didn't want to break a spoke, or taco my tire, so I took my weight off the bike when I hit the curb, to reduce the force to the bike. I went flying and did a smooth somersault right to my feet. Picked up my bike and went on, with not a single scratch.

A Couple of cagers saw me and applauded. I was satisfied. The chain came off the front chain ring and it took a second to re-engage, but what can you do.


This morning was nice and cool, so the ride wasn't too sweaterific. I let the bike do the work this morning since there was a head wind and didn't overexert myself.