I ate shit Tuedsay night. Sure it was my fault, but it didn’t make it feel any better.
I was rolling up to the light on my way home, close to the right side of the road next to a construction area. There was one of those slick steel plates covering the road, so I went further right to avoid it. As soon as I did that I felt like Lance as my bike was ripped out from under me. I just barely grazed the orange netting, but enough to yank my right lever. Be careful out there kids – even the non-moving traffic is out to get you.