So last Friday my employers decided to give my department the day off. It was pretty awesome. I got to sleep in, and I decided to take my car in for some routine maintenance. Rather than take the courtesy shuttle home, I decided to take my bike and ride it home. I figured it would be a nice, easy, 5 mile ride from the dealer to my house. So I loaded my bike onto the trunk mount and left.
After checking my car in, I changed into my cycling gear and headed home.
I should probably also mention that this was only my second time using my cleated bike shoes. Making that comment, you can probably tell where this story is headed.
Things are going pretty well for me until I try to make a left turn. There I am, waiting for the light to turn green. And I wait. And wait. Wait.
Eventually I realize the light isn't going to change, so I walk over and press the cross walk button to change the light. Bam, problem solved. From there, it was pretty much a straight shot to my house. I was ok for a few stoplights, until, well, I had to stop.
Yup, clip stop fall.
I landed on my back, and fortunately I had my backpack with all my clothes, so the fall was nicely cushioned.
I fell again at a later stoplight. Ugh.
As I got to the hill to get home, I got into an easier gear, and started climbing.
Then an easier gear. And an easier one after that. Notice a pattern?
Eventually I ran out of easier gears, and I slowly rolled to a stall. I tried to get going again, but it wasn't happening. I put on my sandals, put my shoes away, and walked my bike home with my tail between my legs.
Getting home, I cleaned up my cuts and scrapes, and then got changed into some shorts and a shirt because I was going hiking with my family.
Yes, I am a glutton for punishment, why do you ask?
PS- Weight as of 5/21/11 is 255.8 lbs.
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