Most Embarrasing Cycling Stories

[aces_up1504]

Just for fun and hopefully a few giggles.

After buying a MTB in the hope of getting fitter, I decieded i would comute to work about 5 miles away. Being the height of summer it was a warm morning but still needed a jacket.

Off i went and did the near 5 miles to work, stopped off in the gym to get a shower etc and then on the few 100 yards to work, by which time it was warm enough to cycle without the jacket.

Made it to the car park without any issue for disaster to strike, the jacket arms became lodged between the tyre and brakes on the front wheel resulting in the bike comming to a very sudden stop, me less and found myself being launched over the handle bars.

Problem was the sensitive area of mans anatomy did not get launched quite enough meeting the stem full and the resulting in quite as dismount.

Problem was the was around 50 people who happening to be walking past at the same time. Then had the shame of trying to push a bike with a totally locked front wheel while pretending it did not hurt.

That was about 9 years ago and had remained off a bike since the incident until last summer.

So over to you...

 

[wiggydiggy]

After the fairy visited on a group ride, I didn't check the tyre for the intrusion and got another visit less than a mile down the road from the same piece of glass (which I took out the 2nd time!)

 

[Globalti]

Not embarrassing so much as funny... I took my bike to South Africa on a business trip and at the end of the fortnight rode it in the Cape Argus race. About half way round the 68 mile circuit my agent stands every year serenading the 23,000 cyclists as they pass with his bagpipes. The first two years I came past earlier than expected and we missed each other but this year we got it right and there he was, standing by the road with his wife and her father, so I checked behind, pulled out of the line and headed across to their side of the road. Firstly I misjudged my speed and had to brake sharply and secondly I didn't realise that they were standing on deep gravel so when my tyres left the tarmac both wheels locked up and I spun round and crashed spectacularly right at their feet in a huge cloud of orange dust. For them the whole arrival from recognition to crash took about two seconds so they were as surprised as I was. Thankfully no damage was done to the bike. How we laughed in the bar afterwards!

 

[Andrew_Culture]

Not embarrassing so much as funny... I took my bike to South Africa on a business trip and at the end of the fortnight rode it in the Cape Argus race. About half way round the 68 mile circuit my agent stands every year serenading the 23,000 cyclists as they pass with his bagpipes. The first two years I came past earlier than expected and we missed each other but this year we got it right and there he was, standing by the road with his wife and her father, so I checked behind, pulled out of the line and headed across to their side of the road. Firstly I misjudged my speed and had to brake sharply and secondly I didn't realise that they were standing on deep gravel so when my tyres left the tarmac both wheels locked up and I spun round and crashed spectacularly right at their feet in a huge cloud of orange dust. For them the whole arrival from recognition to crash took about two seconds so they were as surprised as I was. Thankfully no damage was done to the bike. How we laughed in the bar afterwards!

Grand entrance though!

 

[mickle]

A long time ago I lived in Kennington and worked in Waterloo, a ten minute commute. One lovely sunny day, at the traffic lights opposite the war Museum I was 'accosted' by a car full of attractive young ladies, waving and blowing kisses and giggling and the like. And I thought, smugly to myself, 'Yeah, I've still got it!'

Until I got to work and my colleague pointed out that the seam of my shorts had failed from waistband to chamois exposing my butt crack to the world.

 

[Muddyfox]

Mine has to be a clipless moment on a cycle chat forum ride ... ooops

 

[sabian92]

Probably getting too close to a wall, wobbling, nearly falling off and then looking like a dick in front of several hundred cars.

I remember the first time I wore lycra bibs out in public - turns out I know quite a lot of people! Oh, and the time my dad saw me wearing all my kit with a camera strapped to my head. He looked at me, gave a face of "wow, look at that knob" then realised who it was.

 

[Nosaj]

A (non) clipless moment (whilst wearing toe clips and straps) the good point I fell onto a nice soft Grass verge the bad point I was second in line in a club group of about 14 It was a pure timber moment (I think I even said that on the way down)

Dismounting steed managed to somehow get my leg caught on saddle (at a cafe stop!) in front of a large group, lots of frantic hopping around followed by the inevitable collapse into a crumpled, dishevelled embarrassed heap.