Another bad day....

[copeg]

Well, my thursday this last week didn't exactly start off on the right foot. I usually bike to work, and to top my already dreary day, on my way home my bike chain fell off, and over the handlebars I go onto me elbow, shoulder, head, then back. After greasing up my hands to try and repair my bike, I made it home with only a scraped, strawberried elbow, wrist, and shoulder. I salvaged what was left in the day by taking a much needed walk down by the bay in the now rare sunlight and sunset we have been seeing in the bay area. When I got home, I tried starting up my computer....nothing - it was in my backpack during the fall. To make a long store short, here I am typing on a new computer, spending my weekend trying to salvage what was left from my old hard-drive. Oh, how a long week in the sierra would do me well...

[hikerduane]

My Mt bike hasn't thrown me over the handle bars yet, when my chain comes off the chain rings I just have to back peddle a little and it goes on by itself usually. I did crash and burn about 5 years ago on it. I took a curve on a dirt road too fast and down I went. To the ER I went later to get patched up. Then it got worse. The next day I got a call from the hospital that I needed to come back in for another xray. It turns out I collapsed a lung and had to be admitted to reinflate my left lung. And they also showed me the three cracked bones. One night in the hospital. Fun.

[markskor]

A college student, living in Venice, Ca, the only way to get around on weekends was a 10-speed – on the bike path from Manhattan Beach (Hermosa) to Santa Monica. Anyway, somewhere in the Marina Del Rey area, along the narrow crowded streets, some bozo opened a car door (pick-up) just in front of me, catching my front wheel, and I too went head-over-heels...over the bars. I bounced off the inside of door - breaking off the hinges, and wound up kicking the car’s passenger in the head - coming to rest lying on my back on the driver’s lap, inside of the car. My bike – a classic Motobecane (I loved that bike) – bent…ruined, a cop witnessed it all, and gave the person a ticket, but I never collected anything back on my bike.
Lots of bruises...lucky nothing broken.