Had a malfunction on the bike ride today, my gear cable came loose and I didn't know how to fix it and had to bike home in the tiny ring for SIX MILES. No less, had a time constraint so was pedaling my gizzard out in a slow gear to get home before Tim had to leave. Topped out at 8mph, mosquitos fly at 9.

I stopped twice trying to fix it, then I cut my hand in the process (truth be told, this made me feel cool, tough and sexy all at once), then I wiped my nose, and then my neighbor flagged me down on the way home and I had a whole conversation with a face/nose smudged with blood and didn't know it. Wondered why neighbor cut convo so short.

Got 14 miles in, the last 6 like I was riding a Huffy.