Yesterday's club ride, 6 of us. 2 abreast in a line of 3. I was at the back. From the undergrowth appears a cat and decides, in blind panic, to run down the middle of the line and between the bikes... except it veered right when it got to me and under my front wheel. I remember looking down briefly at my foot and thinking I wasn't going to be able unclip, so decided to just fall onto my upper arm. I land in a heap and watch the cat as it disappears down the road and back into the undergrowth.Concern turns to laughter as I get up and announce 'merde, putain de chat'. My first off in 7 years.