I'm guessing you don't mean stuff like marriage.
I'm guessing you don't mean stuff like marriage.
*snicker*
oh no I am guilty of that TOO...I'm guessing you don't mean stuff like marriage.
seriously, CYCLING RELATED.
#1 to #3: Rode my bike into the back of a parked car. Why #1 to #3? Broken nose, 2 broken teeth.
#4: Building my first bike, running the front der cable over the wrong cable guide under the BB shell.
#5: Getting the little nipple gizmos that let you put a Presta tube in a Schrader wheel, putting on the new rim tape, remounting the tire & tube, starting to inflate the tube when I noticed said gizmos still sitting on the work bench.
#6: Cutting the brake cable on my road bike getting ready to replace it (I didn't want to drag the ragged end through my fairly new housing) and then discovering I had picked up MTB brake cables and of course LBS was then closed.
If I wasn't stupid, I wouldn't have any claim to fame. (By the way, as a non-pro I regard mounting tires with the labels on the non-drive side as just a way to get a cleaner looking bike. In the same vein, when we flatten bikes for shipping at Bikes-not-Bombs we alway put the pedals on the inside of the cranks, so I might have thought that was deliberate.)
*snort!*
I spend way too much of my time, energy, and talents second-guessing myself. For instance, my house, as many of you know, is in renovation mess and has been for months. The house next door went on the market as I was buying mine. I ALMOST went to see it, but I already had a pending offer on mine, so I didn't. The couple who bought it have not done any renovations--at least not that's obvious--they are out playing and having parties while I'm still kitchenless. Their house was cheaper, too, and it has a screened in porch. Not going to at least see it was a stupid thing. But my house has more "charm". Whatever.
Oh, and the marriage thing. I wouldn't call getting married stupid in my case--I was happily married for seven years. It was probably a bit stupid to stay in that race for an additional 10 years, though.
As for cycling related, I can say that the SMARTEST thing I've ever done is buying a bike from Margo! The stupidest was crashing by crossing wheels with the guy in front of me and going down so hard that I had to be taken out by a helicopter (but crashing that bike led me to Margo). Oh, and going for a 70-mile ride with one bottle of water, no snacks, and no money. That was dumb.