Then there was my bike story...

One day in college, Kristen and I were riding our bikes together. Once we came to the beginning of the circle where the buses drop off, Kristen went left and I went right. For those of you who have been to A&M...picture with me...turning right there is a bike lane that goes around the circle with a curb on the right...you will also know about the cross walk and the stop sign shortly after.

Well, this is how it went....At the crosswalk a dude was crossing, I said, "hey" and he said, "hey." 15 feet later is the stop sign where a car was almost to a stop. Instead of obeying the biking rules, I decide not to stop and speed up. Before I knew it, the passanger side door of the car opened covering the entire bike lane! I couldn't do anything and I nailed it!

The car had some international students in it and they felt so bad, but we couldn't really communicate very well. I was embarrased by the bus that had stopped to observe the situation along with all the people (and I'm sure the crosswalk dude), so I just peddled away.

About 30 yards later, I realized my foot had gotten caught between the bottom of the door and my peddle. It hurt really bad and later in the day I went to Beutel to get it checked out. At Beutel there were about 15 people waiting for prescriptions and I had to hobble by all of them to get a seat. The last person asked me what happened and litterally everyone on the row leaned down to hear.