Quote Originally Posted by pooks
So how do you stop suddenly?

Both times I fell, it was because something unexpected happened. I was already going slow one time and the bike was wobbling (which I now understand was because I was going slow!), but realized I was about to hit the curb and couldn't react in time. The other time my husband stopped and I didn't -- I was going downhill and decided to make a U-turn and go back to him. I wasn't going fast, but I was going faster than I realized, couldn't turn tight enough, suddenly saw I wasn't going to miss the curb and -- again, my reactions were wrong, and not fast enough. I hit the curb and went off the bike.

Pooks, you gotta stay away from curbs! It sounds like they're out to get you!

Now that turn around to get back to hubby -- I had a similar event one time: he decided to turn a corner, I was going at full tilt down that hill, didn't even bother to try! I pretty much said to myself, ain't no WAY that's going to happen at this speed! There was a church parking lot just a bit further, and I did my turn around in that. In this case, traffic and orange construction barrels made the decision to get off the main road easy! He was half a mile down the road before he noticed I hadn't made the turn behind him and came back to see what had happened to me. I'll probably never know what posessed him to turn down that one anyway -- our plan was the road just north of that church parking lot! (a couple of blocks farther on) Still -- by the time he found me, I was well on my way to catching up with him, and we discovered a whole new neighborhood of houses we didn't know was there!

Anyhow... Here's my advice on turning around when you get separated from hubby: wait til you're sure you're safe doing it, cuz for some reason, they come looking for you when they figure out that you're not with 'em, OR they catch up with you if they decide they like your route better! Chances are yours is a bit like mine and he'd rather wait a bit than be looking at a bruised up wife! (you know how we worry about them? strangely, they worry about us too!)

Karen in Boise