A case of the Mondays

I have been training for another triathlon over the last few months. Sometimes I ride my bike to work (its about 5.25 miles each way). Yesterday was one of those days that I rode to work. On my way home, while waiting at a stoplight, I fell over. Yep- fell over. It was pretty amazing since a) I wasn't in motion and b) it happened at the busiest intersection I cross on my ride. In addition to my severely injured ego, I also managed to remove a layer of skin from my left leg. It hurts like crazy and looks pretty nasty too. In the future I think I will try to fall in a more remote location.