Well, it comes to all cyclists, and today I had it. The Big Off.
There’s a long story here, but basically I had a touch of brain fade and bad luck at the same instant. The next thing I know I’m slapping the left side of my entire body, including my over-rated head, on the concrete. I’m fine, and except for a couple of abrasions and a forehead bruise the shape of a helmet pad, I’m none the worse for wear.
Basically, I drove off the narrow concrete path. There was plenty of grass, but I inexplicably cut back toward the pavement and hit a nice deep groove. It was then I rediscovered one of my brother’s sayings, ‘gravity never sleeps’, and hit the deck. Hard. The sound of my helmeted head hitting the ground couldn’t have been louder outside my skull than inside, and though I had a millisecond light flash surprisingly I have had no ill effects. Not even a headache. Finished the ride, which included adding some mileage before the turn around, and proved something to myself.
My bike, alas, looks like I dragged it over concrete. Both Ultegra shifter covers are deeply scarred, and both rims have scratches on the left side, making interesting sounds under braking. I figure nothing expensive was bent, which is good. Oh, and I get to throw away the jersey I didn’t like due to the holes, so there’s always a silver lining.
The helmet, a one-time-use item did its duty. Its exterior shell looks like it met concrete, but the inner liner has the telltale cracks in the styrofoam, so that’s that. I’d like to thank the nice folks at Giro, who made my helmet and will be the manufacturer of my next one. Spend money on your helmet like your brain depends on it. Mine did, and does. As one of my residency colleagues used to say, "get a helmet, and wear it".
If only this immunized me from future spills. Heh.