Aww hell...another one bites the dust.
So, the only ride I got is the bike right now. I had to miss work yesterday cause it was raining so hard the streets were flooded and there was no way I'd make it without stalling out and stranding myself. I wake up this morning and there's only a 30% chance of light showers. Perfect!
I look outside and it's dry. Check the weather and there's no rain right now but they're expecting some this afternoon. So, I decide I won't be putting my rain gear on and go start the bike. The wife calls and tells me she forgot her purse so I have to bring it to her. No problem. Jump on the bike and two seconds later it starts to sprinkle. Just my luck.
I put up with it for awhile and then decide to pull over and gear up so I'm not drenched and miserable when I get to work. I take my cell phone off my belt and put it in the space between my saddlebags and the seat temporarily while I'm getting dressed cause it's uncomfortable wearing it under the rain gear.
So, dressed up, I start off and take my wife's purse to her and head on my way to work. The rain starts to come down a little harder which is no big deal; I ride in the rain all the time. I give myself a little more space and I'm off to work.
Next thing you know I'm coming to a stop light that's just turned yellow. The lady in front of me speeds up to make it through...and then decides she's going to slam on her brakes! Okay, I immediately gear down, press on the rear brakes, pull on the front brakes, all the while trying not to slide...with no luck. I'm now watching myself slide into the rear of the car but not giving up I start pumping the brakes simultaneously...I'm slowing, I'm slowing...I slide, the wheel turns, and down she starts to go. Now I'm slow enough that I put my foot down to catch her and start to...until the foot slides out from under me as well. It's official! I've dropped my bike for the first time. I stand up, pick the bike up (which was much easier than I thought it was going to be), get back on and start it...after remember I gotta turn the key off and back on before it'll start.
The lady gets out and sees if I'm okay, apologizes...and it's okay. I ain't mad at her.
So, I'm only about 10 miles into my 25 miles ride into work...I take off and a few minutes later wonder if my cell phone is okay. I reach back to feel if anything's broken in my pocket...and there's nothing there. Dammit!! It's a work cell that I'm financially responsible for! So, just to make sure that I've covered all the bases, I reach back and see if it's, by any miracle, still where I left it in between the saddlebags and the seat...and THERE IT WAS!
So, now that my ride's over, I check over the bike...she's okay. Not a scratch that I can see (other than those previously left by my wife) and I'm okay too.
So, to keep a long story longer, they say there are two kinds of bikers: those that have dropped their bikes and those that will. I just switched categories.
Send some of that rain up to Dallas. I'm tired of the tumbleweeds.

Bill
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If you gotta drop it, this is the way to go.
I'll take some of that rain if you're sharing
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Welcome. I just had a thought. Maybe a patch that says something like "I got laid in -----"



