You know you’ve grown too accustomed to your car when …

… after a long day you try to use your remote control keys do open your appartment door. [This has happened to me, but it unfortunately didn’t work.]

… you completely forget that most cars (without automatic transmission)  actually have a clutch and that you have to use that strange third pedal to put the car into reverse. [Julie’s poor car had to suffer a bit …]

My first time

It was on a Sunday afternoon. It happened unexpectedly, was pretty rough, but didn’t hurt as badly as I was originally thinking it would.

I’ve had my first (very minor) accident with my road bike.

A boy, maybe 8 years old or so, was day-dreaming on the cycle path and, even though I kept as much to the right as possible, he very slightly bumped into me. Or rather barely touched me, as I steered into the gravel on the side to avoid a head-on collision.

I fell, the boy didn’t. Nothing bad happened though. Chain came off. Some blood on one of my fingers. That’s all. I wasn’t really upset or mad at all. In fact, I even apologized (though I had already slowed down considerably and it really wasn’t my fault). But the boy’s father insisted that it was the boy’s fault and that he should look where he’s cycling. I think the father was even a bit suprised that I didn’t get upset, but I didn’t feel like it.

So, be safe, wear a helmet  (I did) …. or whatever protective gear is adequate for the situations you might get into.  😉