Yaw

It seems I can't keep things upright. There was no getting out of this winter mess I keep hearing hasn't so bad. I sat with AKO+ in Lambert airport for 8+ hours hearing flight after flight get cancelled in this winter seasons fourth or fifth icing. Not able to travel it was back to trudging through the slop on the fat tires. My last outing I had enough of the endless chain suck that comes along with my crap crank and set a plan to purchase (blow more money) a new XT setup. Not thinking that ice is slippery I loaded up my bike in flip flops. The next thing I remember after loading my bike in the truck was seeing my feet above my head as I plunged to the bottom of the back steps. A certain feeling of flight made me nostalgic for the aeronautics experience that I missed out the day before. All I heard in my head was MP3 telling me to tuck my head. Landing on the last step and what appeared to be my kidney, I went to a darkness I had not seen since last years season opener in Albany, GA. That one fall was an expensive ER trip. So, this time, as I lay in a pool of slush blacking out and calling for help I managed a whimper to the cycling gods to spare me this season of formal or forced trips to the doctors office. Luckily, I just feel like I got hit with a bat, but no blood seems to be appearing. Yippie.

Hear is the good news. I got every dime we paid AA to fly to Texas back in my pocket.