Ate it this morning after blowing a tire on some road garbage on Montrose. It wasn't the garbage that did it though, it was forgetting to clip out with my left foot as I rolled up to the sidewalk to check the tire. Oops. That was humbling.
So the boy and I have matching knees now.
But I had my kit so a few minutes later I was on my way. A little more self-conscious that usual maybe, but not terrible. Between Father's Day and filtering my whiskey this weekend, I have quite a bit to look forward to. Good times.