Riding home last night, stopped at the lights on Jamaica road. Van behind me sitting pretty close to my back wheel so I want a speedy getaway from the lights. Lights go green, I stick my foot on the pedal, cleat snaps and I slam my stink-bridge so hard on the saddle it bends the saddle rails. Van behind drives round me. I stagger across to the pavement and have to have five minutes. Emotional.
Ironically I had a new set of cleats in my bag that I'd bought earlier in the day but not fitted as I couldn't be bothered. Bothered now, it hurts when I wee...
Riding home last night, stopped at the lights on Jamaica road. Van behind me sitting pretty close to my back wheel so I want a speedy getaway from the lights. Lights go green, I stick my foot on the pedal, cleat snaps and I slam my stink-bridge so hard on the saddle it bends the saddle rails. Van behind drives round me. I stagger across to the pavement and have to have five minutes. Emotional.
Ironically I had a new set of cleats in my bag that I'd bought earlier in the day but not fitted as I couldn't be bothered. Bothered now, it hurts when I wee...
burning piss/10