There we were, merrily spinning along on our trainers while watching Sin City and next thing I knew I was falling over. Apparently my bike wasn't very well put into the trainer and I must have gotten excited by all the blood and guts and pedaled too vigorously.
Fortunately her window broke my fall. Before Christmas when we spun in my basement, Chrissy crashed into our recycling bins. So I guess it was just karma. Neither of us fell into each other, which would have been a much bigger mess.
And her cat is smarter than my dog, who sat there the whole time staring at Chrissy, sitting right under pedal. The only thing keeping him from getting smacked in the head was that he would bob his head out the way every time her foot came around. It was hilarious to watch actually. Then he got distracted and looked away for a second and "Bam!" Right in the noggin. He learned after that. Okay, so that wasn't his proudest moment.
Aw, isn't he cute? Here he is sporting his "I like Mike" t-shirt. As in "I like Mike Huckabee." My house is purple America folks. He has been unofficially dubbed the Huckabichon. I want to note the irony that my John Edwards yard sign kept blowing away before the caucuses and then one day at the end of January it blew over again and the next day he dropped out. The Huckabee sign in our yard has withstood two freaking blizzards. If that is not divine intervention, I don't know what is. I also have to note that the way I describe my house these days to people trying to find it is "I'm the house with the Huckabee sign and the big ass American flag with a bright garish light on it." Danielle's contribution to all of this would be that the bright garish light is a compact fluorescent :-)Oh yeah, bike. I got back on and spun for two hours and now I am sore in so many places. I don't know what the difference between the tri club trainers and mine is, but in two hours last week I went 30+ miles and this week I went 23. Seriously! Maybe I have the drum too close to the wheel? I mean I ride much faster than 11.5 mph on the road and I could barely get my cadence to 90 rpm, except for when sprinting.
19 comments:
Sounds painful all round!
Wow! I'm glad you didn't crash through the window. Nice job on continuing to spin.
BTW, I can see the big light all the way in Chicago - just kidding.
Cute pup minus the shirt. We're in Chicago so we are Obama people!
Cute doggie!
wow, I thought the bike coming loose thing only happened in movies.
also, I have it on good authority that adorable wittle pups support Obama.
That's hilarious about the dog (ouch!). Just think what the dog thought when you went over, after seeing your friend go into the recycling bin earlier.
Spin City!
Such an adorable little guy! (Even if he is a little hard on crockpots!)
ohhh, the coming loose thing definitely happens. i didn't have my bike on the trainer quite right the first week i had it and while it supported me alright, i drunk guy got it and it came crashing out of the trainer!
mani suck at typing..should say "a drunk guy got on it and it came crashing out..."
puppy concussions, window crashes and other assorted mayhem. Sounds like a scene out of a DieHard movie. Glad everyone survived and that you were able to tough it out for two hours on the bike.
I am always paranoid about catching a cat in my rear wheel when I'm on the trainer. When the cats wander in, I keep my fingers on the rear brake lever. But then they settle down for a nap, as cats do, and I don't have to worry...
until my children wander in and startle the cats.
which is a worse thing to contemplate, frankly.
I am actually embarressed to admit how many times my bike has fallen over, and when my feet are clipped in, it's hard to break my fall with anything other than my hip. I am fortunate that I have been alone all the time except for once - and my sister laughed her a** off.
Both the dog and the window situations are pretty damn funny. I would love to have short video clips of either.
Wendy - Spin City! I love it!
Audrey - I remember laughing at that story on your blog
DPR - I never thought about getting pet stuck in a wheel!
Megan - When I fall over while clipped in, I feel like a turtle on its back and struggle pathetically until I have to take off my shoes.
Rainmaker - fortunately there was no video taken of the event, for my ego's sake...
you get excited by blood and guts?
Thats cool.
Oh God!! That could have been much worse!!!
did you change the blog header!?!?! loooks so cool. GRRR!!
OMG! That whole post was just hilarious!
Poodles hate me. Now I know why. Recurrent head injuries.
That is funny. I have yet to fall off my trainer, but if it happens, you can bet I will blog about it!
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