Yes I'm still alive and doing well.
I've been enjoying the weather a lot around here, doing sports and going outside mainly. Oh yes... ohhhhh yessssss... it is BIKE TIME(tm) !! Oh my god. I've been doing a lot of biking since the snow started to melt and really enjoying it. To celebrate this, I decided to play chicken against a car and lose... o_O... whaaaa?
Yeah, but it wasn't planned as such ;) What happened is that I was riding my bike with over excitement and confidence, jumping everywhere and speeding around everything and all of that juvenile stuff... when a big pile of snow appeared in front of me...it just popped right in front so I had to think fast! Looking to the left, all I saw was a big brick wall so I discarded this option immediately. Swift thinking saves lives. So I then looked to the right and saw that I could jump and land in the middle of the road in the wrong lane. That was it... my only option. A quick glance up the road ahead and I could see no cars coming, yet. So I went for it. Jumped as high and as far as I could and landed it perfectly like a pro. Only then I realized... they were coming at me! A pack of plastic and steel reinforced beats, mostly cars, were heading straight for me.
I could have ran like hell, but I did not. I could have stopped and prayed, but I did not. I looked at them right in their head lights, but to my surprise they didn't seem to even blink once. They just kept going. I was outnumbered and those things weren't a fair match I guess... so I quickly looked around and saw an escape route. My only option. I had to get back on the bike track as fast as I could. There was only one problem, I had to get over the sidewalk's thick border while attempting a 45 degrees jump going a nearly 10 or maybe even 12 miles an hour.
I got my front wheel to cooperate and jumped right on the sidewalk... unfortunately... the rear wheel didn't follow. It kept struggling between the road and the sidewalk. So it hit me: "Damn... I am going to fall". And so it happened. With the force of a cyclone I was thrown on the ground right in front of a couple walking by.
They just didn't understand what happened. They looked at me with their eyes wide open, they were speechless. How could he survive such a crash were they thinking...probably. As they saw me getting back on my bike they smiled, but it wasn't an ordinary smile. I was a smile saying something along the line of "what the f*** you moron you just crashed right in front of us but it was fun seeing you crash though, thanks for the entertainment".
So I kept going...but I hadn't rode nearly 20 feet that I realized my front tire was depressurized. I had a flat tire and was 15 or 20 km from home :)
Ah what a great day it was