02.03.09

This month sucks. I need Hermione's turn-back-time doo-hickey from Harry Potter, there are not currently enough hours in the day.

So after my non-biking weekend that was supposed to be bike-FILLED, I decided that it was NECESSARY that I bike to work this week. Which I have done. And while it is good that I have been riding, I'm thinking maybe the powers that be are trying to tell me something:

1. Yesterday's bike ride was uneventful except that as I was leaving the house in the morning I noticed that the front of my rear bike light had fallen off. It still worked so I didn't worry too much about it. There's daylight in the morning.
Then I got back to my bike in the evening after it was dark and a new piece was missing from my bike light - the battery. Which mean that I no longer have front OR rear bike lights. Pretty much my mother's nightmare.
I then called her and told her that my birthday present should be bike lights, for my safety and her sanity.

2. On the way to work this morning I fell. I was moving from the street onto the sidewalk to avoid a large number of angry about-to-get-on-the-405 cars and I moved over to get onto the sidewalk and there was a little lip in the pavement and my wheel got caught in the groove and down I went. I fell away from traffic and I wasn't moving fast, but I also haven't fallen off of a bike in awhile, so it was kind of lame. I have a nice battle wound on my right side-thigh. Yummy.

Tomorrow I have to drive to work because it's SB day, but I'm taking my bike with me, staying at Kristen's tomorrow night, and doing an SB ride on Thursday morning before heading back to LA. Maybe not the smartest decision time-wise (as I don't HAVE any time) but I've been craving a Carp ride so screw it, sometimes you just have to itch a scratch. Scratch an itch?

02/02/09: 8.3 m bike
02/03/09: 8.3 m bike