I was thoroughly enjoying the ice free pavement.
Spinning as fast as I could, leaning into turns, grinning ear to ear.
All of a sudden I'm airborne; staring down at the pavement, feet rising over my head; bike is inverted.
This can't be good.
Abrupt speed-bump in the middle of the path, directly after a fast sweeping corner, unmarked.
This is surprisingly accurate approximation of what happened.:
Flew 6ish feet, slid a few more, left side of my body took all the impact; my bike was still attached to my feet, and rag-dolled with me.
Gathered my thoughts, no broken bones. Can't move my left arm, blood pooling in my elbow, shoulder and hip; heavy limp.
Brittle aluminum frame and carbon fork intact. Both wheels bent to hell.
Was on my way to Alaska Leather to sell some bike parts.
Not thinking clearly, I limped the busted bike another 3 miles to the motorcycle apparel shop, where I was greeted with a handful of Advil and a cold Sierra Nevada; trading stories for the next hour of two wheeled carnage with the girls behind the counter.
Talked Alaska Leather into setting up a cup-cake stand for all the bike commuters this Friday!
Made $40 toward my upcoming Iceland / Spain Tour.
Not a horrible night, all things considered. Not sure if I'll be able to bike to work tomorrow.