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]]> By: MichaleR http://www.fatcyclist.com/2007/02/27/oh-the-pain-oh-the-embarrassment/comment-page-2/#comment-4084 MichaleR Tue, 06 Mar 2007 23:00:26 +0000 http://www.fatcyclist.com/2007/02/27/oh-the-pain-oh-the-embarrassment/#comment-4084 Two Stories I'm 12 years old riding my big three speed to swim team practice. Flip flops, swim trunks, t shirt and towel. It's a great sunny, warm July morning, 7:30 or so. I feel wonderful. Exuberent. So great I decide to pop a full speed wheelie just cause I feel so good. The front wheel does not go along for the hop. The front forks bite the pavement hard and I do my first ever endo. Riding behind me was my little sister who saw the bike flip over me. Fortuantely it was a cheap bike and nothing bent or dented. I just hand tightened the axel nuts back on and rode to practice. The clorinated pool water stung the road rash. Story Two It's spring and I'm tired. Three miles away is the finish of my first Populaire (100K Randonneuring event) The ride included the most climbing I'd ever done in a day. I was still at 240+ pounds and keeping up the rando pace was at my limit. Fortunately I'm on a bit of a descent. The next turn is a left and traffic is light so I'm able to move over to the left turn lane and ... Whoo Hoo! the left turn signal is on! I enter the intersection, it's good and clear and .... When I wake up I'm looking at the sky and see a collection of heads looking down at me and saying reassuring things. "The ambulance will be right here. Can you hear the siren?" I'd wiped out in front of backed up traffic on both streets waiting for the light to change. All the banged up bits are on the left side. I guess I over steered and the front wheel washed out. Maybe my tire lost traction on a bit of litter. Who knows? A dozen stitches to the face, two and a half teeth knocked out, lots of bruising and rash. No concussion. When they let me out of the hospital I started to drive toward home. There were no motels visible for the first 20 miles and by then I was sorta wakeful. So I kept driving until I finished the 180 mile drive home. Two Stories

I’m 12 years old riding my big three speed to swim team practice. Flip flops, swim trunks, t shirt and towel. It’s a great sunny, warm July morning, 7:30 or so. I feel wonderful. Exuberent. So great I decide to pop a full speed wheelie just cause I feel so good. The front wheel does not go along for the hop. The front forks bite the pavement hard and I do my first ever endo.

Riding behind me was my little sister who saw the bike flip over me. Fortuantely it was a cheap bike and nothing bent or dented. I just hand tightened the axel nuts back on and rode to practice. The clorinated pool water stung the road rash.

Story Two
It’s spring and I’m tired. Three miles away is the finish of my first Populaire (100K Randonneuring event) The ride included the most climbing I’d ever done in a day. I was still at 240+ pounds and keeping up the rando pace was at my limit.

Fortunately I’m on a bit of a descent. The next turn is a left and traffic is light so I’m able to move over to the left turn lane and … Whoo Hoo! the left turn signal is on! I enter the intersection, it’s good and clear and ….

When I wake up I’m looking at the sky and see a collection of heads looking down at me and saying reassuring things. “The ambulance will be right here. Can you hear the siren?” I’d wiped out in front of backed up traffic on both streets waiting for the light to change.

All the banged up bits are on the left side. I guess I over steered and the front wheel washed out. Maybe my tire lost traction on a bit of litter. Who knows?

A dozen stitches to the face, two and a half teeth knocked out, lots of bruising and rash. No concussion.

When they let me out of the hospital I started to drive toward home. There were no motels visible for the first 20 miles and by then I was sorta wakeful. So I kept driving until I finished the 180 mile drive home.

]]> By: Dan http://www.fatcyclist.com/2007/02/27/oh-the-pain-oh-the-embarrassment/comment-page-2/#comment-3679 Dan Sun, 04 Mar 2007 11:40:15 +0000 http://www.fatcyclist.com/2007/02/27/oh-the-pain-oh-the-embarrassment/#comment-3679 Back when they were new, I saw one of those new Bugs from VW coming towards me. As I watched it pass, I rolled into the ditch on the side of the country road and landed in a patch of poison ivy. Luckily, I was close to home and a quick shower kept me from breaking out. Back when they were new, I saw one of those new Bugs from VW coming towards me. As I watched it pass, I rolled into the ditch on the side of the country road and landed in a patch of poison ivy. Luckily, I was close to home and a quick shower kept me from breaking out.

]]> By: Kristina http://www.fatcyclist.com/2007/02/27/oh-the-pain-oh-the-embarrassment/comment-page-2/#comment-3491 Kristina Thu, 01 Mar 2007 20:59:57 +0000 http://www.fatcyclist.com/2007/02/27/oh-the-pain-oh-the-embarrassment/#comment-3491 A friend and I were going for ride directly after work from downtown Seattle. We head to Myrtle Edwards Park. As we get to Magnolia and leave the trail heading up a slight hill to the main road, we encounter a fierce headwind. We pass a guy about in his 50s or so who looked like a long time bike commuter. As we passed. He bent his head down and was pushing hard against the wind. Then out of the corner of my eye I see him quickly swerve to the right with his head still looking down and bike straight into the back of a parked deliver truck. He kinda crumpled over the top of his bike and then fell over. He quickly got up. We stopped and asked if he was okay and needed any help with his flat tire. He quickly said no while not looking at us and it appeared that more than anything he wanted us to leave so we did. Did I mention were were a couple of 30 something women... A friend and I were going for ride directly after work from downtown Seattle. We head to Myrtle Edwards Park. As we get to Magnolia and leave the trail heading up a slight hill to the main road, we encounter a fierce headwind. We pass a guy about in his 50s or so who looked like a long time bike commuter. As we passed. He bent his head down and was pushing hard against the wind. Then out of the corner of my eye I see him quickly swerve to the right with his head still looking down and bike straight into the back of a parked deliver truck. He kinda crumpled over the top of his bike and then fell over. He quickly got up. We stopped and asked if he was okay and needed any help with his flat tire. He quickly said no while not looking at us and it appeared that more than anything he wanted us to leave so we did. Did I mention were were a couple of 30 something women…

]]> By: BklynNick http://www.fatcyclist.com/2007/02/27/oh-the-pain-oh-the-embarrassment/comment-page-2/#comment-3485 BklynNick Thu, 01 Mar 2007 18:50:58 +0000 http://www.fatcyclist.com/2007/02/27/oh-the-pain-oh-the-embarrassment/#comment-3485 When I was in high school I was tooling around the neighborhood, not looking ahead, and I plowed straight into a car. A PARKED car. Bent the forks straight back so that the tire was just brushing the downtube on the frame. I ended up having chrome forks instead of matching color for the rest of the time I had my (didn't realize at the time, but it was a) cheapo MTB. Same bike, a bunch of years later, riding along past the student union in college: all of a sudden, the world turns screwy and I faceplant into the sidewalk. The reflector on the front wheel had turned sideways and hit the fork. FUN. AND WITH AN AUDIENCE OF PEOPLE I KNEW. When I was in high school I was tooling around the neighborhood, not looking ahead, and I plowed straight into a car.

A PARKED car.

Bent the forks straight back so that the tire was just brushing the downtube on the frame. I ended up having chrome forks instead of matching color for the rest of the time I had my (didn’t realize at the time, but it was a) cheapo MTB.

Same bike, a bunch of years later, riding along past the student union in college: all of a sudden, the world turns screwy and I faceplant into the sidewalk. The reflector on the front wheel had turned sideways and hit the fork. FUN. AND WITH AN AUDIENCE OF PEOPLE I KNEW.

]]> By: Steve http://www.fatcyclist.com/2007/02/27/oh-the-pain-oh-the-embarrassment/comment-page-2/#comment-3480 Steve Thu, 01 Mar 2007 18:11:35 +0000 http://www.fatcyclist.com/2007/02/27/oh-the-pain-oh-the-embarrassment/#comment-3480 I think my most embarassing experience resulting in me laying on the ground with my bike on top of me was riding up to a 4-way stop. It was one of those acts of God where a car simultaneously approached from the other 3 remaining directions as I pulled up on my bike after a long, hard ride. Cars, fortunately for them, have 4 wheels. Bikes, as we all know, have two (well, for the most part). As I rode up, I clearly expected someone to take the initiative and cut another car off and the intersection to clear out before I truly had to come to a full stop. So, I opted to coast in and do my best interpretation of a track stand. I was doing great. I probably held it for 15 seconds. NOBODY MOVED! They all stared at me as if they had seen the future and were waiting for it to come true. S-L-O-W-L-Y I started to lean, feet still clipped-in. It is at that momemt, when everyone is watching you that you realize how big of a dork you must look like in your head-to-two spandex holloween suit. And then your heart sinks. You pull against the pedals trying to get your feet out and WHAM! There's the pavement. You end up rolling around like a turtle flipped over on it shell in front of four cars full of people. I think my most embarassing experience resulting in me laying on the ground with my bike on top of me was riding up to a 4-way stop. It was one of those acts of God where a car simultaneously approached from the other 3 remaining directions as I pulled up on my bike after a long, hard ride. Cars, fortunately for them, have 4 wheels. Bikes, as we all know, have two (well, for the most part).

As I rode up, I clearly expected someone to take the initiative and cut another car off and the intersection to clear out before I truly had to come to a full stop. So, I opted to coast in and do my best interpretation of a track stand. I was doing great. I probably held it for 15 seconds. NOBODY MOVED! They all stared at me as if they had seen the future and were waiting for it to come true. S-L-O-W-L-Y I started to lean, feet still clipped-in. It is at that momemt, when everyone is watching you that you realize how big of a dork you must look like in your head-to-two spandex holloween suit. And then your heart sinks. You pull against the pedals trying to get your feet out and WHAM! There’s the pavement.

You end up rolling around like a turtle flipped over on it shell in front of four cars full of people.

]]> By: FliesOnly http://www.fatcyclist.com/2007/02/27/oh-the-pain-oh-the-embarrassment/comment-page-2/#comment-3473 FliesOnly Thu, 01 Mar 2007 17:02:48 +0000 http://www.fatcyclist.com/2007/02/27/oh-the-pain-oh-the-embarrassment/#comment-3473 All of these stories about hitting parked cars reminds me of the time I did that very thing. Only in my case I saw the car...I new the car was there...and yet I still hit it. And there was a witness. A nice lady was driving by at the exact moment I impacted the front of the parked car...the one I saw..the one I knew was there. She skidded to a complete stop and asked if I was ok. Apparently it was a very spectacular crash that sent me first onto the parked car's hood, then into the front windshield, then over the roof, and finally onto the ground at the rear of the car. Other than destroying the front end of my brother's bike (the only redeeming aspect the crash) I was relatively unhurt. All of these stories about hitting parked cars reminds me of the time I did that very thing. Only in my case I saw the car…I new the car was there…and yet I still hit it. And there was a witness. A nice lady was driving by at the exact moment I impacted the front of the parked car…the one I saw..the one I knew was there. She skidded to a complete stop and asked if I was ok. Apparently it was a very spectacular crash that sent me first onto the parked car’s hood, then into the front windshield, then over the roof, and finally onto the ground at the rear of the car. Other than destroying the front end of my brother’s bike (the only redeeming aspect the crash) I was relatively unhurt.

]]> By: Anonymous http://www.fatcyclist.com/2007/02/27/oh-the-pain-oh-the-embarrassment/comment-page-2/#comment-3464 Anonymous Thu, 01 Mar 2007 05:59:30 +0000 http://www.fatcyclist.com/2007/02/27/oh-the-pain-oh-the-embarrassment/#comment-3464 That was you? I saw you fall as I drove by. I mentioned to a few fellow bikers about how I saw some goofball in team kit fall over for no reason, and after we finished laughing our butts off about it they said that it may be some guy named fat cylcer and that he was even silly enough to write about it. Sure nuff. I've never done that ;). And boy are you a gullibleblogger, kiddinya. -Jsun That was you? I saw you fall as I drove by.
I mentioned to a few fellow bikers about how I saw some goofball in team kit fall over for no reason, and after we finished laughing our butts off about it they said that it may be some guy named fat cylcer and that he was even silly enough to write about it. Sure nuff. I’ve never done that ;). And boy are you a gullibleblogger, kiddinya. -Jsun

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