It was bound to happen sooner or later but last weekend it finally did: I fell off my bike.
This was a comical fall (aren’t they all?)!
I was pedalling on the grassy dike in Pemberton, with Sarah and Anita, when I decided that Sarah should get in front of me. Well, I have horrible depth perception and realized I had to stop to avoid crashing. I didn’t crash into her. Phew! I went to put my left foot on the ground but there was no ground so me, myself and Spike the Bike flipped down the grassy hill. I think I did a 360.
It was funny and I was laughing. I was only sore for a few days and was left with only a funny memory. Spike is feeling okay, too.
So, it got me thinking. Is there a proper way to fall? Let’s see what Biker Fox has to say:
Summer is here and I’m learning to bike (better), fish and other Pemberton activities. Follow me on my journey. Check back every Wednesday (ish) to see what I have been up to.