introductions, etc.

i, lila, am the person on the right. behind me is the kitchen.

anyway. injury makes me sad. :-(

but will cheered me up, via a demonstration of why i would fail a roadside sobriety test.

duly noted.

as of monday, i am back on the bike :-)

as of yesterday, i got dropped at pseudo-mead for the first time :-(

as any basic mathemotician can tell, this adds up to :-/

...but i haven't told you why i was off the bike in the first place, have i?

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three hours into my blissful 4th of july training ride, i was charged and knocked off my bike by a dog.

oh man. heh. sometimes my fingers move faster than they should. i just wrote "knocked off my bike by a god."

if greg henderson knocked me off my bike, that would be true. and you know what? greg henderson can knock me off my bike any day he likes.

if only.

getting back on topic, the aforementioned dog...well, there were two, actually, but one was in the business of flanking, and the other was in the business of charging. the charging pit bull took me down hard, and was pressing the advantage when i was rescued by the arrival of two guys on touring bikes.

and when i say pressing the advantage, i mean the dogs were circling slowly closer, like sharks. i may be a little sensitive on this point, but i think the three-inch gash on my right elbow was the focus of their attention.

the bad-ass sounding part of this story is the bit about how i then rode home (about 20 miles) with blood slowly coating my forearm.

the not-so-bad-ass part of the story is how i called my parents from marina hill and asked them to patch me up.

to their credit, they freaked out not at all. and they spent four hours sitting in urgent care with me.

in other news, i have a lot of stuff to do today. this is only one facet of my personality, etc. etc., enjoyed our time together, must be going, so on and so forth.

~li-lacious