Reaching New Heights of Buffoonery
I keep finding new and clever ways of crashing myself.
I wonder what I looked like, with one hand caught between my rear wheel and frame, index finger getting tire smooshed, foot trying to unclip...before coming to an abrupt stop and plunking over in the middle of the road.
...just as the Specialized ride, and my ex, some teenagers in a pickup, and our in house legal council, were headed in the other direction.
Sometimes rides that are meant to clear your head don't work out as planned.