I Almost Falled Down Too!

Mom drove down to Boulder yesterday and we planned to go to breakfast this morning. I was going to meet her at my Grandma's house which is just a few blocks away. I was running a little late and it was drizzling when I left so I was thinking I should drive over there instead of ride my bike, but the the environmentalist voice inside my head convinced me to go ahead and take the bike anyway because it really isn't that far. So I get on the bike and start heading down the street. As I often do, I was riding down the street with no hands. Normally this isn't a problem, but I was wearing these new shoes that I bought at Savers for $12 that have a really hard sole that gets slippery when wet. As I went around the corner, those dang shoes slipped right off my pedals resulting in a horrifically embarassing crash. I flew over the front handle bars and slid on the asphault a few feet on my shoulder. After a breif, "Ouch!" I got up, picked my bike up, put the chain back on which had fallen off, brushed off my shoulder, and got back on. But then I realized that my glasses had fallen off my face in the accident. After several minutes of searching the road for them (hard to do when you need the glasses to see), I finally found them and was on my way. My arm hurts a little now, but for the most part I came away unscathed.

Lucky for me there was nobody around to witness it. This is the second time I have crashed on my bike as a result of riding no-hands (the first time being when I was riding no hands, eating chicken, and my sweater got stuck in the back wheel), and lucky for me both times there were no witnesses. Although I am pretty glad nobody saw them, in a way it is also kind of unfortunate because I'm sure both incidents would've been very comical indeed.