|Taking a fall|
Yep! I did it. I fell off of my bike last night.
I was warned (Dr. Spo). Thank goodness no serious injuries were incurred by moi.
So here is what happened. Late yesterday afternoon I decided to take my second ride down the two and a half mile stretch down Oyster Rocks Road. Where I encountered a problem as at the dead end of Oyster Rocks Road. There were three vehicles down there, fishermen.
I attempted to make a left (cool) turn on the gravel (ah ha!) road. Yep, you guessed it. My bike wheels slid and down I went like a 170 lb. sack of potatoes.
My first thought was not to brace my fall, I didn't want to break my wrist or arm.
I fell right into the gravel. My bike pedal indented into my right shin. My left knee, yes the one I injured by severing my quadricep muscle last February 17th. I didn't severe a quadricep this time but I did scrap my leg. I was more embarrassed than hurt although I was in some pain.
One of the fishermen came over and asked "Are you alright?" I told him I was but I was glad I had an audience. He said "Hey buddy, we've all been there."
I slowly arose from my gravel strewn spot on the ground, and checked to make sure I didn't break anything. I didn't but I did have a HUGE bump on my leg. And it hurt. That bump is down now but I do have a crease there. Wow. I just checked and it's gone now.
Hey folks, lesson learned. Bill warned me about riding on gravel. And me, hard head that I am, didn't pay attention. You can be sure I'm paying attention now.
I made a mistake yesterday. But you know folks, I always try to make something good of it. Lesson learned. I just have to be much more careful.
And by the way, don't tell Bill I fell.
|Me ready to embarked on a bike ride yesterday.|