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Thursday, June 5, 2008

I can ride my bike with no handle bars, no handle bars

Well, shit! That's all I have to say. Actually, I have more to say than that. Crap, Dang, Pooh! You ever get the idea that fate is sitting up there on a cloud just getting a good damn laugh at you? I do, most days. Let me tell you bought today!

I ate like a pig all day. Not sure why, but I just couldn't get enough carbs. So when we got home from taking grama shopping and stopping for a bite to eat, I decided to go for a bike ride. I put on my new capris and a matching t-shirt, my cute little white tiger's ball cap with my pony tail thru the back, loaded my back pack, donned my ipod and off I went.

I wasn't even two blocks from my house when I accidentally engaged the front brakes and went head first over the handle bars. Holy Shit that pavement came up to meet me quickly. How frikken embarrassing! There I am, Laying in a crumpled heap on the lawn next to my bike laying on the side walk. A couple of ladies that were driving by at the time stopp ed to see if I was okay. I was. But man I was pissed at myself.

So, hear I sit, on my bed, ice pack on my now swollen knee, bemoaning the three weeks of chiropractic visits down the drain. Now my whole weekend is shot. I had a laundry list of stuff to do around the house that will have to wait.

Shit!

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