thrice the pain

So...
I fell off a tricycle yesterday.

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How the hell does ANYONE fall off a friggin' tricycle?? Only me, apparently! And well, ok... I didn't really fall - it was more of a flying motion where I saw the front of my handlebars go under me and the asphalt quickly approaching my face. My legs now look like I got beat up by Tonya Harding's bodyguard. I have huge bruises ON my knees, bruises on the SIDE of my knees, and a hole in my pinky toe (because landing on the asphalt wasn't bad enough, I went and stubbed my toe on a clothing rack at PacSun - damn me for being so klutzy!)

There is, of course, a story behind this all that includes a bunch of bad decisions (including one to trust someone with the last name of BE). Five of us decided to head to Santa Monica to hang out, and we rented some kickass "go-cart" tricycles to ride around the beach.


Being the only doofus in the group who can't ride a bike, this was perfect for me! That is, until this BE fella pulled up next to me...

be: "take my hand!"
Not thinking twice and placing my utmost trust in him, I let go of one of my handlebars and reach out my hand to his. Meanwhile almost in slow motion behind us, I hear SL yell, "Don't do it!" But it's too late, I've grabbed onto his hand, and think hey, this isn't so bad because I can stop peddling and just let BE pull me along. Next thing I know, JP has pulled up on the other side of me... "take my other hand!"

For a split second, I hesitate. How can I control my handlebars if I'm grabbing on to both of them? And in a flash of stupid brilliance, I think oh, I'll just control it with my elbows!

So I retract my elbows, reach out to JP, and at the same time, BE pulls on my other hand, completely killing my "steering with the elbows" plan. My elbow straightens out on the left side, my handlebars turn, and in less than 5 seconds, the front wheel hits BE's bike, goes underneath his seat, sticks, and I fly over my handlebars and land palms out and knees scrapin' on the asphalt. =(

My first thought? Damn, should have listened to SL.



My basket flew off my bike too. On the bright side, it was a beautiful day to go outside and go bike riding around the beach =) Some of these little treasures helped with the pain:


Vanilla Bake Shop in Santa Monica... YUM!