I meandered into the LBS on a walk around the neighborhood yesterday just to look around. I hadn't spent any real time in this one yet. I started talking with one of the employees about needing a commuter bike now that I have a new road bike (cause really, you can't have enough bikes can you????) and he took me upstairs to see the new Bianchi Milano's. I got so caught up in how cute they are. He pointed at one on a rack hanging on the wall and when I went over to look at it I didn't see the step down on the floor. The next thing I know I'm on the floor with a very badly twisted ankle that won't quit hurting. They had to call an ambulance because a) the ankle wouldn't stop hurting and b) I couldn't for the life of me figure out how I was going to get down the stairs with my hurt ankle. I was so embarrased.![]()