The Wrong Day
Apparently, today was the wrong day to ride to work.
This morning when I rode to work, it was a sunny winter day. When I walked to lunch with some office mates, it was pretty nice out. Around 3 o'clock, I looked out my 18th floor office window and gulped - it was snowing like the dickens. Then I remembered that riding in the snow (or rain) always makes me feel more alive. When I unlocked my bike for the snowy ride home, I had a smile on my face. I wasn't smiling when I wiped out in Wash Park trying to take a corner too fast. Luckily, I didn't get hurt and made it home just fine.
Matt,
I know what you mean, although I usually end up in rain instead of snow, which isn't half as fun as you end up all wet - especially when a you and a puddle and a car all get too close together. I'm still waiting for the first snow here in my part of Scotland.
Glad to hear that you're ok with the wipe out. I've been there too going into our street only 100 yds from home and had to walk it after wiping out after a rain on the slippery road, missing the car, but still needed emergency stitches. Naturally, it was on the same arm that had broken the elbow about six months earlier.
Anyways, thanks for the great blog, it's always a joy to read.
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