The first time since I took up cycling four months ago.
I tried bumping up a wee kerb onto some grass to avoid a dog walker in the park and fell over unceremoniously...in installments...onto the grass...in a dog exercise area.
There was only ever going to be one outcome and I inevitably landed in dog sh!t. All over my new Endura shorts, in the seams and all over the tabs at the bottom of the leg
If I had to pick somewhere to fall along my journey it would have been there, minus the turd and minus the dog walker, who had the good grace to ask if I was OK whilst probably pishing herself laughing under her breath. Luckily we have showers at work and I took them in with me and soaped them up.
There are clearly lessons to be learned here.
I tried bumping up a wee kerb onto some grass to avoid a dog walker in the park and fell over unceremoniously...in installments...onto the grass...in a dog exercise area.
There was only ever going to be one outcome and I inevitably landed in dog sh!t. All over my new Endura shorts, in the seams and all over the tabs at the bottom of the leg
If I had to pick somewhere to fall along my journey it would have been there, minus the turd and minus the dog walker, who had the good grace to ask if I was OK whilst probably pishing herself laughing under her breath. Luckily we have showers at work and I took them in with me and soaped them up.
There are clearly lessons to be learned here.
Glad nothing more was hurt than your pride though.
. I was kind of laughing at myself too until I smelt the dog crap. The strange thing is, as you get older you care less what other people say or think so my pride wasn't even slightly dented.
but 
