Pride comes before the what??

...The Fall

I originally learned about the details of bike racing from my brother-in-law. He was in this bike race for the cure (not sure which cure... I mean they are all good causes but there are just a lot of race for the cure organizations) and the wifey and I went to go see him. He was telling us about bike shorts (still need to get a pair, btw), and bike pedals that you clip into. Clip into? I asked. You clip your shoes into the pedals so you are basically attached to the bike. And immediately I thought to myself, self what happens when you fall? Your feet are stuck on the pedals and normally you just put your feet down and regain your balance, but if your feet are clipped in...? Do you just take the fall like a man or what? Well, my brother in law is smart enough to not clip into the bike pedals. He just put his feet on them and pedaled like normal. Well normal was never a word used to describe me...
So I am clipped into my pedals this morning and biking to work. I am biking in the street and about to cross the street so I check behind me to make sure it was safe and sure enough... a car. So I try to slow down so the car can pass and I can cross the street but the car decided that just because there no speed minimum, that meant he could drive as slow as he wanted. So while I am waiting for this car to pass, I am trying to keep the bike moving (and thus upright) but not too fast so I don't miss my turn. Well, eventually gravity won (you may have won this time gravity, but next time you might not be so lucky) and I fell over. And I figured out the answer to the age old question, no not the tree in the woods, that one is easy... (yes it makes a sound but you can't hear it because all the other trees are laughing at it) but if you are stuck to your pedals of your bike and you fall, you simply fall too. I stuck my arm and my knee out to break my fall. And quickly looked around to see if anyone saw me. Luckily the streets were quiet and no one but the slowest moving car in Orlando saw me. So I got back up on that bike, cried a little, sucked my thumb, cried a bit more and eventually got back on that bike and carried on.
Now I am nervous about falling again, but at least I know what to do when I fall over... try to get as much of your body to hit the pavement as possible to protect the bike.
Well I went for a run this afternoon and my legs felt like lead weights. All this swimming and biking really takes a toll on the legs. I ran a loop around UFC but managed to make the run more interesting my venturing off into the woods. Running in the woods can be both a good idea and a bad idea at the same time. While running in the woods I keep thinking about my dad warning me over and over to be safe from the alligators and how I am at every step about to be attacked (on land) by an alligator. Luckily I don't live in West Virginia or I might also worry about some back woods hill billy (one word or two?) grabbing me and acting out scenes from the movie Deliverance. But I digress... good idea running in the woods, splashing in the puddles, jumping over logs... bad idea running in the woods and getting lost or ending up further from home than intended. Well a simple little run turned into what my Nike+ told me was 9 miles. Total run time 54 mins in the hot Orlando Heat. (The Heat are from Miami, not Orlando). Anyways... I'm out.

Top Five alternate names for my blog:
1. The Pretty Pretty Princess, It’s so hard to be the pretty sister (you don’t ask, and I won’t tell) (That one comes courtesy of my sister Lu)
2. Plus 1
3. The Infantryman’s guide to the Galaxy
4. Consider this my facebook page
5. I’m a PC and this is my blog

Honorable mention:
Things I do when I am bored at work
Simply Me
I’m British (but I’m really not)
The world is your oyster, but what if you are allergic to shellfish?