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julietI fell off my bike this morning :-( Turning left off St James' Road onto a side road, and the road must have been slippery as the bike went out from under me. No serious harm done, as I wasn't going fast and basically just went down in a heap. I'm going to have a cracking bruise on my leg, and my back aches a bit. The bike is fine.
Nice drivers (one in car, one in van) waiting to turn out of the side road stopped and checked that I was OK. I am feeling a bit bad because I can't remember if I said thank you, but I'm sure they understood!
Continued to the osteopath. Osteopath tutor came in & did fairly hardcore crunchy thing on lower back. Sudden pain in upper back, burst into tears. Most embarrassing. The osteopaths said that it was to do with your body reacting to the earlier trauma, and also shock, and not to worry, but strongly recommended that I go home and have a nice cup of tea. Which is what I have done.
On the way back I noted that that bit of road has now been gritted. Don't know if someone else came off there, or if the van was a Southwark one & phoned it through. It is strangely cheering, though!
(To forestall any comments about the danger of bikes: in 7 years of daily cycling (somewhere in the region of 20,000 miles, I reckon), including on actual snow, this is the first time I've ever come off like that. I am pretty sure that I've fallen off my own two feet more often than that :-) )
Nice drivers (one in car, one in van) waiting to turn out of the side road stopped and checked that I was OK. I am feeling a bit bad because I can't remember if I said thank you, but I'm sure they understood!
Continued to the osteopath. Osteopath tutor came in & did fairly hardcore crunchy thing on lower back. Sudden pain in upper back, burst into tears. Most embarrassing. The osteopaths said that it was to do with your body reacting to the earlier trauma, and also shock, and not to worry, but strongly recommended that I go home and have a nice cup of tea. Which is what I have done.
On the way back I noted that that bit of road has now been gritted. Don't know if someone else came off there, or if the van was a Southwark one & phoned it through. It is strangely cheering, though!
(To forestall any comments about the danger of bikes: in 7 years of daily cycling (somewhere in the region of 20,000 miles, I reckon), including on actual snow, this is the first time I've ever come off like that. I am pretty sure that I've fallen off my own two feet more often than that :-) )
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Date: 2008-02-22 11:05 am (UTC)I came off a few days ago on the way to the office while making a gentler-than-usual turn in a place I've been many times before. It was on a very foggy day and I think the fog had mobilised the grease and crap on the road enough to make it very slippery. Not very pleasing either, really.
Fortunately, the road was closed to most traffic so I had much less risk of being crushed by a bus than I usually would had had there. And it's years since I came off like that too.