Embarrassing Injuries
Sometimes your mind isn't quite on the job in hand, the throes of passion get, well, passionate and something goes painfully wrong. Ok, so you wouldn't tell your mates how you got injured, but you can tell us... we won't laugh. Much.
( , Thu 2 Sep 2004, 10:25)
Sometimes your mind isn't quite on the job in hand, the throes of passion get, well, passionate and something goes painfully wrong. Ok, so you wouldn't tell your mates how you got injured, but you can tell us... we won't laugh. Much.
( , Thu 2 Sep 2004, 10:25)
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not so embarrasing, but grimace-worthy nonetheless...
years ago my dad was just nipping off for the sunday papers on his racing bike when he decided his saddle was a bit too low, so got out the spanner out and adjusted it. lovely - except he didnt realise that he'd pulled it so far out that there was less than 1cm of the stem actually in the bike frame.
imagine his shock then when, cruising down a freshly gravelled main road at top speed, the saddle suddenly collapsed and he parted company with the bike and became well acquainted with the rapidly moving road surface, using the palms of his hands and underside of his body as brakes. luckily it was a sunday morning, so no traffic about to run him over.
but he was picking little bits of grit out of his hands for months after, the poor sod!
( , Mon 6 Sep 2004, 17:39, Reply)
not so embarrasing, but grimace-worthy nonetheless...
years ago my dad was just nipping off for the sunday papers on his racing bike when he decided his saddle was a bit too low, so got out the spanner out and adjusted it. lovely - except he didnt realise that he'd pulled it so far out that there was less than 1cm of the stem actually in the bike frame.
imagine his shock then when, cruising down a freshly gravelled main road at top speed, the saddle suddenly collapsed and he parted company with the bike and became well acquainted with the rapidly moving road surface, using the palms of his hands and underside of his body as brakes. luckily it was a sunday morning, so no traffic about to run him over.
but he was picking little bits of grit out of his hands for months after, the poor sod!
( , Mon 6 Sep 2004, 17:39, Reply)
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