Skidmarks. I rocked the new Challenge Fango tubulars at cross practice this AM. They are one sweet riding, fast set of tires. Surprisingly, they hold really, really well on wet grass, and they slide predictably in grass and gravel. Predictable sliding is the hallmark of a well-designed performance tire on a motorcycle or car; I think it tells you something about a bike tubular as well. Alas! Not all sliding was predictable. The workout chart for today called for, among other things, a series of intense 1 minute efforts, on one minute's rest.
On the third effort, I was going all out. Literally all out in 46-12 on a pedestrian path and getting ready to transition, at a 45 degree angle from the path, into the grass. A combination of my full power and inattention lightened my front end, and in a heartbeat I low sided. The first thing that went through my mind, other than some damp pavement, was, "my bike is cornering at a funny angle." After I hit I laid there for a minute half in the grass, half on the tarmac. The inventory (feet... knees... thighs... butt... junk... gut... ribs... face... arms... mitts...) didn't reveal any problems. The wet grass felt really nice. I looked up at the sky for a while. I thought the rest of the team might be coming along on a hot lap at any time, but I told myself that I didn't care, they could just avoid me. In reality if I heard them coming I'd have been whimpering and scuttling away like a crab.
After a long while it felt better, so I got up, rode back to the park bench that forms our rally point, gathered my crap, and left. The will to do the last 3 one minute efforts just wasn't there. Total damage from the tip over - 1 raquetball sized hematoma on the hip, a huge butt strawberry, and a flensed left thigh and calf. I think I also strained my shoulder. I was also irritable all day but that may have been unrelated to the crash.
Oh well, it's just part of the game. Unmitigated fun and ease? These are not the things you're looking for.