I appear to have really pissed the powers that be off. Maybe I was a complete bastard in a previous life and deserve everything that’s happening at the moment?
The irony is that I’d kind of come to terms with the crappy circumstances we’re going through, got my head back together, kicked my pathetic self pity into touch and resolved to crack on regardless.
With that in mind I’d done some work on my road bike and was looking forward to yesterday’s pedal to and from work.
I got up as normal, changed, took my bike out and set off, it was cool and after the deluge of the past few days a tad damp under rubber.
A normal left turn up to Frankley Beeches resulted in this.
I can normally control an off, but this was so sudden I was UP then DOWN sliding across the road. No warning what so ever. Normally I get a tell tale of some description, not this time. I think my front wheel suddenly lost traction and slid out. Then I slid out. As you can see by the photos I look like someone has attacked me with a belt sander.
And as for my bike, new bar tape, new bars and my brake gear levers all damaged.
That was the reason for my absence yesterday, a bit shook up, very sore and bruised.