Well chums, it had to happen.
I stacked the bike. Shameful on many levels- none the least because I was doing zero kilometers per hour and it was right outside my front door. And luckily it was early in the morning, and hopefully the neighbours didn’t see it.
Warning- graphic nasty knee photo coming…..
Those of you who don’t vomit at the sight of a glorious leg may note that this particular knee has previous scars. $10,000 worth of scars. (Thanks private health care). I had a MACI- which is where they take cells, grow them in a laboratory and implant them back. They don’t do it in Australia any more- but it was great for me. So- I landed very heavily on said knee this morning. It’s sore, but hopefully no lasting damage.
What a stupid old trout I am.
Just to clarify- my new trainers got stuck in the cage of the pedals- (I haven’t yet got to cleats and proper pedals for fear of falling). And wtf- So after this- cleats it is…. hehehehehe. Why the fuck not. May as well fall over for good reason.
I also put out my hand to ease the fall- and now my shoulder and entire left side is fecking sore too. Bollocks.
It was a brilliant ride too- bit windy- but lovely.
In response to said stupid fall- I have confirmed that I will cycle 20km in a corporate team tri in a couple of weeks.
Fuck you pedals. You’re not the boss of me.
I’m away to have pain meds and beds