Tuesday, May 12, 2009
It's Official -- I'm A Dumbass
On my way to the track to run sprints today, I managed to brutally manslaughter (bikeslaughter?) St. Larry FIne*. I was distracted while riding on a bike path. By what, you ask? Normally, it would have been a hot cyclist, pedestrian or the partial nudity common in German advertising. But today? A church. I was trying to figure out what the building was when I ran into a post (it was doing its job of preventing thru traffic rather spectacularly). The front wheel and fork of my bike were mangled and I was tossed over the handlebars, landing on my hands and right knee. Ouch.
WARNING: GRAPHIC VIOLENCE and KNEE-NUDITY
Fortunately, my momentum was slowed by said post, leaving a nice straight bruise.
Fortunately a dad and his kid and a nice lady on a bike stopped to help me. They gave me a iodine wipe to clean the wound and offered to help me home. I stumbled off in a daze (which took about 45 minutes to go away), then sheepishly made my way to the track.
On my tram ride home with a mangled bike, I realized that a mild smiting had been laid upon me while looking at a church -- clearly a sign that I need to stay away from holy places. I may be the only person you know who's been given a restraining order by the Man Upstairs! Or I might just be a dumbass. Hard to say. I wonder how Pharaoh felt on the subject?
* My bike, patron saint of easily stolen objects, but not the patron saint of easily distracted cyclists.