After several days featuring a series of stumbles, fumbles, bumps and bruises, it was fantastic to finally have an early morning ride that went without a calamity.
Sort of.
Riding La Cangura much slower and more cautiously than usual, the morning ride went without a hitch.
There were many fears that the guy I crashed into on Friday would hit me up for damages caused in the crash.
I think our paths crossed, but no words were exchanged (and no trouble occurred).
Of course, it’s still early in the day, so there’s plenty of time left over for it to be a shocker.
Having had a tough time late on Friday night, the pit in my stomach is being widened with the impending sense of doom.
