....and that's before I even left for the ride!
I parked my car in an unusual place on my driveway this afternoon, to be in
the shade.
Then I got ready to go on a (solo) night ride. Pumped up tires and lubed
chain; loaded up the vehicle; all set.
Walk around to driver's side -- branches brush head causing me to duck just
as I open car door. WHAM! Corner of window hits me just above the right
eyebrow.
Pain with pretty stars. "Son of a [censored]!" (or similar) I exclaim out loud;
no neighbors around to witness. (Or at least they were polite enough not to
point and snicker.)
Nice gash in forehead; bleed like stuck pig on way to ride.
Apple core feels nice and cool against wound as I arrive at trailhead.
Headband soaks up remaining flow. Helmet presses on new bumpage now
adorning head.
Ride was (f)uneventful; Padres beat Giants easily; small little scar (1/2"
or so) remains.
Bill "Neosporin or Bacitracin or whatever's in that little tube" S.