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that bloody cyclist!
Oct. 5th, 2006 08:18 am"Tonight he shows me all the bloody footprints. ... It's all right, Helen. That's not swearing, that's an adjective of quality." --Lord Peter Wimsey, "Clouds of Witness"
Well, at least I found out what Rupert wanted for his birthday--BLOOD!
:-) I took a bit of a spill halfway through my ride today, which, while the result was very bloody, was not terribly serious. Peeled the skin off the ball of my left hand, probably about an area the size of a half-dollar/10p piece, bruised, scraped my right hand, and chewed up the skin on my left knee a bit. I promptly got back on the bike and rode about ten yards before I realised that it would probably be good to at least use my water bottle to wash off both the scraped-up bits. No great harm done; it will just be a bit ouchy for a while. It should serve as a reminder to PAY ATTENTION, especially when turning on gravel, and to wear my freaking gloves. And probably to always carry my phone; I don't imagine C&M would have been happy about coming to pick me up, but if I simply *couldn't* ride home... and maybe carry a small patch kit for the rider as well as the bike.
On the other hand, the previous instance of inattention this morning was rather nice. I was grumbling to myself over a slight binding/rubbing noise (which had turned out to be the kickstand which was a little out of alignment and rubbing against the rear tyre-- of course, the one thing I didn't have the right tool to adjust), when out of the corner of my eye I saw movement ahead of me, rather close, less than five yards away. "Kids?" was my first thought, "hiding in the long grass?" No, as it happened, deer. Two adult does, one of whom bounded right across the path, the other of whom ran ahead parallel, looking slightly nervous. I stopped and suggested she rejoin her friend, which she did, and the two of them jumped off into the woods. I saw two more does later on elsewhere, probably not the same pair.
I took photos of the injuries, mostly for my own amusement, before and after cleaning, first with cold water then with hydrogen peroxide. I'll post them somewhere later, for the morbid. :-)
Well, at least I found out what Rupert wanted for his birthday--BLOOD!
:-) I took a bit of a spill halfway through my ride today, which, while the result was very bloody, was not terribly serious. Peeled the skin off the ball of my left hand, probably about an area the size of a half-dollar/10p piece, bruised, scraped my right hand, and chewed up the skin on my left knee a bit. I promptly got back on the bike and rode about ten yards before I realised that it would probably be good to at least use my water bottle to wash off both the scraped-up bits. No great harm done; it will just be a bit ouchy for a while. It should serve as a reminder to PAY ATTENTION, especially when turning on gravel, and to wear my freaking gloves. And probably to always carry my phone; I don't imagine C&M would have been happy about coming to pick me up, but if I simply *couldn't* ride home... and maybe carry a small patch kit for the rider as well as the bike.
On the other hand, the previous instance of inattention this morning was rather nice. I was grumbling to myself over a slight binding/rubbing noise (which had turned out to be the kickstand which was a little out of alignment and rubbing against the rear tyre-- of course, the one thing I didn't have the right tool to adjust), when out of the corner of my eye I saw movement ahead of me, rather close, less than five yards away. "Kids?" was my first thought, "hiding in the long grass?" No, as it happened, deer. Two adult does, one of whom bounded right across the path, the other of whom ran ahead parallel, looking slightly nervous. I stopped and suggested she rejoin her friend, which she did, and the two of them jumped off into the woods. I saw two more does later on elsewhere, probably not the same pair.
I took photos of the injuries, mostly for my own amusement, before and after cleaning, first with cold water then with hydrogen peroxide. I'll post them somewhere later, for the morbid. :-)
