You know when you have one of those days, things seem to go pear shaped as the day goes on.
1 I leave the house it’s nice and fresh, start rolling down my street feel the wind in my hair, crap left my helmet on the hall stand so I ride back up the small hill I started descending not a big deal.
2 At work the numbers required for production aren’t matching up, turns out a change that was made earlier in the week wasn’t done, so after a few sit around and work out what we can do we get it sorted, teamwork at its best but another pain in the arse.
3 So after not riding for a couple weeks today was the first commute in ages, on my way home I noticed they had opened the rest of the new bike path near my house, as I was feeling ok I thought I’ll do the extra K and take the long way round. Get to the end and as I loop back to my house I go to turn left when bang, a kid on an electric scooter I just went passed tried to pass me on the inside. Little prick took me down hard, skin off, bleeding, brake levers scratched and me losing my shit, there was 5 metres of clear path and grass on my right and less than 2 metres on left. All he could say was sorry, I’m like why the fuck would you try and pass me on the left it’s like a car pass on the right. He just kept apologising and I was like fuck, fuck, you fucking fuck, fuck.
So after feeling not bad up until that point, I’m now sitting here feeling a little tender with a bloody knee and pissed off, at least I’m working from home tomorrow and hopefully will be good for a Saturday session.