Too cocky too soon.
I was riding down Hanover parkway towards Mandan road listening to "that girl is on fire", being all cocky, trying to show off how cool I was to the cars that passed by or had to drive behind me. I successfully showed off on Hanover parkway. Mandan road however, was a different story. As I pedaled very quickly trying to live up to my ego and past the expectations of my unwilling audience I noticed that my bike and I were quickly heading toward an unsavory end. In those fractile seconds I calculated the potential injuries that may arise were my bike and I to meet the fate that was the butimen covered streets together and how bone and iron would play several games of tensile strength and came to the conclusion that I'd rather they did not play thus. My hands let go and my feet pushed off and I... I let God. Without its two legged pilot, my two wheeled vehicle skidded on its side as I was catapulted a car's length ahead. Alas my audience was entertained at the expense of my exacerbated although eerily pleased ego. I have retained a story of huff and pomp written upon my epidermal layers in the form of a few striations on the flesh that cushions my left iliac crest.
I was riding down Hanover parkway towards Mandan road listening to "that girl is on fire", being all cocky, trying to show off how cool I was to the cars that passed by or had to drive behind me. I successfully showed off on Hanover parkway. Mandan road however, was a different story. As I pedaled very quickly trying to live up to my ego and past the expectations of my unwilling audience I noticed that my bike and I were quickly heading toward an unsavory end. In those fractile seconds I calculated the potential injuries that may arise were my bike and I to meet the fate that was the butimen covered streets together and how bone and iron would play several games of tensile strength and came to the conclusion that I'd rather they did not play thus. My hands let go and my feet pushed off and I... I let God. Without its two legged pilot, my two wheeled vehicle skidded on its side as I was catapulted a car's length ahead. Alas my audience was entertained at the expense of my exacerbated although eerily pleased ego. I have retained a story of huff and pomp written upon my epidermal layers in the form of a few striations on the flesh that cushions my left iliac crest.
Stay bubbly!
TYB