Yesterday we ran the Niagara 50km Ultra (more on that later) so today Dan didn’t want to run, I decided we should go for a bike ride! We got up had a nice breakfast, applied sunscreen and headed to the parking garage to grab our bikes. But lo and behold our tires were lacking in air since we hadn’t been on the bikes since last fall. No big deal we’ll pump them up, except I only have a crappy little hand pump, plus I have weird tires that don’t seem to like to take air from my crappy little hand pump. So after much pumping and a few curse words we thought we were ready to go. I took my bike on a little spin of the parking garage, when suddenly…well I don’t really know what happened. I was too busy looking at my tires trying to decided if they were pumped up enough and WHAM! I’m on the ground and it hurts and there’s blood. I yelled something like “I’m bleeding” Dan rushed over, I think he thought it was funny until he saw my face. So it turns out I was distracted and bumped into the wall that jumped out in front of me and I used my face to break my fall. (And before you ask, no I did not have my helmet on yet, bad me.)
Needless to say I didn’t go on my bike ride. Dan got me up stairs and somewhat cleaned up before he had to go back to the parking garage to clean my blood up. It did occur to him as he was doing this just how bad it might look should stumble upon him. Thankfully no cars were damaged, and it looks like I only broke the rear light on my bike (???), not too sure about my nose though. Good thing I work in an x-ray clinic. I promise to fill you in on the race yesterday, once my brain has stopped rattling!