Ow. My pride.
Well, for the first time since I was a child, I wiped out on my bicycle. It was pure foolishness on my part: I was holding a beverage in my right hand as I rode to work. Near the restaurant is a roundabout surrounding a large fountain. The roundabout is slightly inclined, so I picked up speed. In an attempt to slow myslef down, I squeezed the brake in my left hand, which was about the worst thing I could have done. That brake only affects the front tire. I literally flipped, and landed, left arm first, on the asphalt (except my thighs - those landed on the handlebars). Fortunately, scrapes and bruises aside, I seem to be okay. It's just that there's so many scrapes and bruises! Motherfff....phrenologist!