Friday, May 16, 2014

Soda Fall

The other day, as I was riding to work along the usual route, I fell. I was happy to get up and realize it was my best fall ever.

My hands were only slightly raw. I wasn't bleeding anywhere. But most significantly, my legs were pristine. Instead of sliding on my knees, I had slid on the tips of my shoes. Just like the pros do in their fancy pants sector nine videos on YouTube. Knee pads? We don't need no stinking knee pads.

The culprit of my fall? A crushed soda can. It seemed flat, as a sheet of paper when I cruised over it. But somehow, that little fucker managed to take me out. I picked it up at the end of a long streak it had drawn on the ground before I rode on.

It's just the reason why I wish I had my all terrain, carbon series back. No way that board would have been stopped so easily. Also a good argument for a remote integrated into gloves. Such a device would force the wearer to use safety equipment. And my hands would still be soft as kittens.

In other news, it looks like I will be able test out a Boosted board. I don't have my hands on one yet, but as soon as I do, you'll have the first hand review.

1 comment:

  1. Bloody hands are no fun. I certainly learned this the hard way. When I ride now I wear Mechanics gloves with some of the fingertips cut off for better trigger feel. I still bruise my hands on a hard fall but I haven't scraped or cut them since I started wearing the gloves.

    I love the blog. Keep on riding!

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