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Wednesday, June 18th, 2008
Almost falling off a bike
Yesterday I decided to take my bike for a quick ride. It was weird riding it without my clip-in peddals. One broke off a few weeks ago and the bike shop has been working on getting me some cheap ones.
I took off for nearby Washington Park. I was doing a couple laps around the park...was coming down a little hill when suddenly my enitre bike felt like it was going to fall out from underneath me.
My front tire had a flat...and the tire quickly fell down to the ground with my weight causing me to lose control. For a split second I pictured my self going flying on to the pavement (i was doing about 20mph)...at the last second i caught my bike...made a weight correction....and halted to a stop at the bottom of the hill. I felt my front tire and exhaled. MY roomie Steve came and saved me from a long walk home.
A year ago today I was on a bike trip across the United States of America....and was in Kentucky. I was thinking how I miss the days of just having to wake up....and the only worry was making it from point A to point B. The real world isn't as much fun.
Almost falling off a bike
Yesterday I decided to take my bike for a quick ride. It was weird riding it without my clip-in peddals. One broke off a few weeks ago and the bike shop has been working on getting me some cheap ones.
I took off for nearby Washington Park. I was doing a couple laps around the park...was coming down a little hill when suddenly my enitre bike felt like it was going to fall out from underneath me.
My front tire had a flat...and the tire quickly fell down to the ground with my weight causing me to lose control. For a split second I pictured my self going flying on to the pavement (i was doing about 20mph)...at the last second i caught my bike...made a weight correction....and halted to a stop at the bottom of the hill. I felt my front tire and exhaled. MY roomie Steve came and saved me from a long walk home.
A year ago today I was on a bike trip across the United States of America....and was in Kentucky. I was thinking how I miss the days of just having to wake up....and the only worry was making it from point A to point B. The real world isn't as much fun.
I know what you mean about the trip. I didn't do it with a bike but a car (back when gas was not gold-plated!). I slept in the car if it was wet (or looked snaky) but slept out on the ground otherwise, I loved getting up with the light and going to sleep with the dark. Very natural. I remember coming home and feeling I had wheels for feet. I can imagine the bike would make that even more obvious. It was hard to stay still and took some effort. Maybe you'll get to make another one of those. My old boss in MN was going to do one the length of the Mississippi River. I don't know if he ever did but it sounded like a great ride.
The real world may not be as much fun, but it could totally suck much worse too. Like living in Cedar City Iowa and having your house sitting 10-20 feet of water. There are real worlds and then there are real worlds. Yours is pretty darn good and so is mine. Thank you God.
Dave: You're right...I prolly was going faster. I didn't have a chance to look down to check in time of impending doom.
PS....that food looked amazing. I was very jealous.