Stupid Things We Have Done

[bmccasland]

Ride 40 miles on an MS training ride with rubbing brake pads, not knowing my brake pads are rubbing, push hard, think I'm a wimp, or having a bad day, and, give myself an asthma attack. I was pretty used to having good days and bad days with my lungs, but refusing to give up. The wonderful SAG volunteers are trailing along trying to get me to stop. I finally stop, rest, and quit. And feel like a quitter, like I let someone down. SAG crew takes great care of me, loads bike, and hauls me back to the parking lot. When I load my bike in the car, I discover the brakes have been rubbing. Now I check them, twice, before every ride (have to take the
front tire off to get bike in the car).

Have also fallen over with my feet stuck in the clipless pedals, resulting in a minor break to my nose. My helmet probably saved me from having worse injuries from the face plant to the concrete steps.