…on my bike. And I’m so sorry! It was dark and rainy and I should have had my bike light on. The door opened before I had a chance to react, then all of a sudden I was on the ground. You were super sweet though, offering me a ride to the hospital, thanks for that! Instead I went home and iced my fat lip and injured groin. S’all good though. —Never Without a Bike Light Again
This article appears in Oct 11-17, 2012.