oldgreeneyes

When it rains, it really does pour.

I'm in pain again. More so rather. I just had another biking accident because my peddle crank broke off and I lost my balance as a result and crashed. I landed on my left, already hurt, side with my bike on top of me tangled in my wet clothing. I was worried that I was going to get run over by a car behind me, because I was in the middle of the street, in the rain, at night. Fuck. I was so pissed. I landed on my bruised/cracked ribs and bruised my elbow too. I'm home now, but I was cold, wet and miserable for a couple of hours after that until I was able to change out of my wet clothes. I don't know if my bike is repairable, but I'm going to take it to Recycled Cycles and see what magic they can do for me this time.

Other than that, I had a nice Thanksgiving over at a friend's parent's house in Shoreline. I biked there and back without any major problems. It rained on my there and back, so I was a bit cold and wet, but didn't mind it too much at the time.

Now I'm just winding down pretty fast and getting ready to go to bed. I'm really bummed that my bike is broke. I love my bike. And now it's out of commission. Ugh!