finally happened...

I fell off my bike.  Yes, yes, it finally happened.  And not just once, but twice within less than 5 minutes.  But as Krista would say, it's more of a tip over than fall off.  I think I was getting too confident and had it coming.  Just to put me in check.

I joined Matt, Krista, Brian and Nate tonight on a bike ride at Shawnee Mission Park.  The boys stopped at the bathrooms and Krista and I kept going to get a head start.  We came to a fork in the road and decided to wait for the boys.  That was my down fall.  First of all, I need to watch what I'm doing and don't look backwards when I'm trying to stop.  Next, never stop on a hill.  And third, clip out both feet until I get better.  Oh well, guess it was going to happen sooner or later.  Just funny that it happens when I'm standing still.

Neither fall tip over hurt, but apparently I must have got myself on one of them because when we got back to the cars I discovered blood.  Nice.  Although, my cut wasn't half as bad as the one Brian got tonight while he was messing with his bike.  At least he didn't fall, I mean tip over.

Here's Matt and I in our biking gear.

Regardless, I'm really liking biking.  I'm just hoping it gets easier, because there were definitely a few hills that I wanted to die on.  Just keep pedaling!