Once I was racing my friend to prove which way was faster from his house to mine. I was pedaling downhill as fast as I could, but I barely pushed the fixed gear. My foot slid off the pedal, which took a lap and tore up my thigh. I then fell back with my ass landing on the rear tire, and my foot came down on the pedal, partially severing my Achilles tendon. The surgeon said I was lucky that it didn’t fully sever, because it snaps like a rubber band and recoils up into the calf.
I had these. They suck.
Once I was racing my friend to prove which way was faster from his house to mine. I was pedaling downhill as fast as I could, but I barely pushed the fixed gear. My foot slid off the pedal, which took a lap and tore up my thigh. I then fell back with my ass landing on the rear tire, and my foot came down on the pedal, partially severing my Achilles tendon. The surgeon said I was lucky that it didn’t fully sever, because it snaps like a rubber band and recoils up into the calf.
It was a rough summer.
But who won? You, or your friend?
He did. He made it to my house and rode back on my route to find my bloodied mess hobbling with my bike. Lol