So yesterday there was snow and ice in the city. Mainly up on the hill and I happened to find a nice patch of it. Cruising back from doing some work at Online Coffee on Pine, I’m realizing all the hard snow and ice that I rode up the hill on has mostly turned to fun slush. Approaching Broadway just about at the tennis courts at Cal Anderson, I discovered that not all the ice was thawed—in an instant I discovered this. Like a gunshot I was sliding on my hip, and continued for nearly twenty feet it seemed. The interesting thing is, I think in an attempt to thwart any damage to the laptop in my bag, I reacted differently. I allowed my head to contact the street, something I don’t think I’d have let happen had I not been wearing a helmet. (I know you can’t control everything, but at times your subconscious takes over for you, just read this book).
Point being, I’m glad I wore a helmet yesterday, and am glad I’ll continue to do so. No damage to the head, the helmet or the laptop. Like a bobble-head, my neck is pretty sore today and my pants now have holes where the keychain burned through.
Be safe out there!