Well this was inevitable

It finally happened. I lasted 3 weeks, more than I thought I would. Total wipe out. It had been snowing last night, leaving a super-awesome layer of icey slush on the ground. I was making a turn and the tires just came out from under me. Luckily, there was no one around except for a cab driver who gave me some sympathetic sounding Dutch. I escaped without serious injury and more importantly, the bike survived the crash. That being said, after lying facedown on the ground, in pain and seriously embarrassed, I now know how Lane Kiffin will feel on September 19th.