I'll write after I get this entry done. I swear.

So, this is my second monday as a full time writer. Having the weekend off was nice, as I had to curb myself a couple times from grabbing the laptop to write. Then today came - and (after a false start at the dentist and much procrastinating) I finally gathered up my courage, got my helmet, straightened the handle bars, remembered the lock and my water bottle - and finally got on the bike to ride to coffee bean.

The ride here isn't bad. It's on back streets, and while I had some OMG moments, I was fine for most of the ride, even though I was riding into the wind.

Then I turned south and got on the sidewalk from hell. It weaves around telephone poles on one side and electrical boxes on the other side. All the way down - probably a quarter mile south. Handled a couple more wobbly OMG moments before the tires slipped, and the next thing I know I'm flying (in slo mo- very weird) over the handle bars and land in a thick pad of dry leaves and broken tumbleweed.

I hurt. But I'm not bleeding. So I get up - get my bike up, straighten the handle bars again (yeah, I know - I'll get them tightened), pick up my basket (did I mention the basket???) and reattach it, pick up my water bottle and my computer. Put everything back into my basket.

And I look down the road. More ins-and-outs than I want to deal with. So I walk. And walk. Let a runner pass me. Then I gritted my teeth and got back on that darned bike.

Rode the rest of the way to coffee bean with only a couple more OMG moments.

I'm now ensconced safely in my time out corner, with my coffee to hand and the bagel (much needed to restore my shaky self) already consumed.

I don't know how much damage I sustained - being in a public place, I'm not going to drop my pants and examine - but I fear a major bruising on the inside of my left thigh.

But so far, my spleen seems just fine.

Okay. Time to write...