Leave it to me to find a way to trip myself on a bike.
Nothing too serious this morning but the tank got introduced to the asphalt of Lincoln Ave this morning as I tried to weave my way ahead of a bus. I wasn't paying attention and I kicked the back of the front fender, wobbled, and went down between some cars. It was slow enough that I caught myself and landed pretty lightly. Just had to get up, pick up the bike, and still made it through the light in front of the bus. Ha!
Usually after something like that I'd think about taking a day off the bike but screw it. If I'm working I'm riding.
Current beer-scale: 8.9