Bum Knee

I have just returned from an evening bike ride that didn't go well.

After dinner, I decided to go out on a little ride since I had not yet been out on the bike today. I traveled up the Post Street hill, diverting off to the side road and across the top of the bluff over to Division. 

When I'm on the bike, I sometimes like to slalom. That is to say, I will pick opposing spots on the street to turn toward, thereby weaving back and forth across the street. The spot can be anything. A dot of oil, a leaf, a manhole cover. 

One of my favorite things to do is the go through a wide-open parking lot and do a really tight 360-degree turn. I like the feeling of tilting way over and holding a turn.

At the top of the Division Street hill, there is a little mini mall with a coin shop and a decorative clock on top of the building. I traversed through their parking lot. At that point, I decided to do a tight turn. I tilted way over and the turn did not hold. 

The asphalt in the parking lot was really quite slippery. My front wheel went out from under me and I went down.

My damaged pride is matched by my road rash. The main issue is my left knee. I have a good scrape, and it has swollen impressively.

Here's a photo of my right knee for comparison.

So, as I said, my pride is sullied and I'm off the bike for a few days, which is the most distressing aspect of this whole fiasco. That, and I have to report a fall to my infusion nurse this week. Two falls actually, but that's another story.