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Do someone a favor, and

I haven't been feeling too good the last couple of days (plus my knee was hurting on Sunday), so I haven't ridden my bike since last Saturday, but I promised to deliver some samples of titanium to an ex collegue who needed it for a presentation he was giving at Cal State Long Beach.

So I decided I would take a short ride on my bike down to his hotel this morning (about 4 miles away) to deliver the samples.

The ride down was fine, but as I entered the lobby of the hotel, and reached into my back pocket to retrieve the samples, I must have leaned back slightly causing my feet to slip out from under me on the tile floor, sending me sailing in the air, and flat on my tail bone. OUCH!

As embarrassing and painful as that was, I still managed to jump up, and proceed to the front desk, to drop off the samples, but I was not feeling very good. Fortunately I don't think I broke my tail bone or anything else, as I probably wouldn't have been able to ride home, but that didn't make it any less painful.

Now I may be off the bike for a few more days, because I'm sure I'm going to be hurting a lot more tomorrow.

It just goes to show you, you try and do a favor for some one, and it comes back to bite you in the ass [literally].

Comments

Susan C said…
OUCH! I'm amazed that you were able to ride home.
Marc said…
I know, I actually considered calling my wife, but I forgot my phone.
Mark VanKirk said…
Wow, fell down, forgot your phone, complaining about doing favors........

You sound 20 years older than you are.....

Hope you feel better soon.
Marc said…
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Between this cold, a sore butt, and not be able to ride my bike, I feel 20 years older.

Fortunately my butt isn't nearly as bad as it was yesterday. It seems lots of ice did the trick.

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