I LOVE cycling. It's really my favorite exercise. It's amazing how easy it is on your joints while still burning a zillion calories. When I woke up at 6:45 this a.m. I figured now was as good a time as any to get my cross training workout out of the way and so I got all decked out in my best running clothes (cause I'm way too cheap to buy nice cycling clothes) and got my mountain bike down (also too cheap to buy a fancy [ridiculously expensive] street bike).
I was a little surprised when I realized that I still had the pedals on my bike from my Triathlon. They are fancy, have cages, and have this mechanism that allows you to get your feet out of them by turning your foot sideways. I KNEW the moment I looked at them that they were a disaster waiting to happen. I haven't ridden my bike in way too long and couldn't even remember how to clip into them... but I couldn't resist. Cages allow you to push AND pull when you are cycling which allows you to use your quads AND hamstrings as agonists... more muscle burn... more calorie burn. So I left them.
3 miles into my ride, my water bottle magically decided to turn sideways and hang upside down out of the bottle holder. Which each revolution I would hit it with my calf and spray water everywhere. I should have just left the damn thing... let it fall to the ground and spit on it as I rode away. Instead... I reached down and strategically tried to adjust it... WHILE going uphill... completely lost momentum and thought.. "Oh SHIT! THIS is why I should have changed the pedals!" I managed to get my foot "unlocked" just as I hit the ground and the result? Just a little blood on my thigh from what I could see. I refused to let is stop me.. manually locked the damn pedal back into place.. LEFT the water bottle on the side of the trail... and road another 10 miles. IT wasn't until about mile 11 that I reached down to my knee and realized it was bleeding a little... and NOW for your viewing pleasure: