DERAILLED?
GRABBED THE MTB FOR DRTY WDNSDY. It'd been a few weeks. The chain started skipping around, and when I shifted down to get over the final steep little pitch...
... it jumped into the spokes.
Did it save my life?
Maybe.
I instantly came to a stop, panicked I'd permanently wedged it between the spokes and the cassette.
A second later, I noticed...
... a beautiful diamond back rattle snake sunbathing about 3' away from me.
Had I been going a lot faster,
had the drivetrain been functioning properly,
there's a good chance one of us would have been hurt.
Derailleur is a weird word.
It's French.
Before I got all hoitytoity roadie, I called it the shifter.
It shifts the gears, or derails the chain from one cog to the next.
Today, mine malfunctioned and derailled my ride...
... shifted my plans.
Which goes to prove not all derailments ruin the day...
... sometimes we just gotta take a breath and find the good in the situation.
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8 hrs sleep
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