I had my first coker crash today.
Here’s the story:
I have recently learnt to freemount and had freemounted but landed with my foot in an uncomfortable position. I have learned to move my foot by wriggling it on the pedal pins. However, it seems that if the edge of my foot is at the edge of the pedal then either due to the pattern on the shoe or the pins being bigger on the edge, I find it difficult to move my foot from this position. And I find it really annoying.
Anyway, there I was riding along with my foot at the edge of the pedal and feeling uncomfortable because I wanted to move my foot outwards a bit. I tried to ignore the feeling and then I tried to move my foot. I fiddled around for a while then one moment I was fiddling with my foot and the next minute I was on the floor. No warning. No feeling of falling off and so having time to ‘land’ in some way. No. One minute I was riding, the next minute I was on the floor.
Luckily I had just ridden round the corner from some little girls who had admiringly asked how I did it and I had told them that you practice. Luckily too no one had seen me because there is nothing I hate more than being asked if I’m OK when I’ve hurt myself. My sense of shame is stronger than my sense of self-preservation so I would probably say that I was OK even if my arm was hanging off.
Even luckier still, I hadn’t really hurt myself. I banged and scraped my elbow but it wasn’t enough to make me shorten my ride and I even went the long way home because it was such a nice day.
My elbow is just sore enough to make me think about wearing elbow pads when riding, especially if I was only in a t shirt. But perhaps not. Anyway it was not the slow decent that I always thought that falling off the coker would be.