Thursday after work heavy rain set the pathetic fallacy of the evening. I had a long commute home waiting for a bus with hundreds of others who had also forgotten to think ahead and carry an umbrella.

Finally the bus would let me off at the stop closest to home and out in the pouring rain I was for what was supposed to be 5 minutes. I hit the button at the pedestrian crosswalk and all the cars on either side at stopped. I started walking and as I hit the second lane a zooming bike hit me and I fell on my back and elbows.

“I brakes didn’t work,” said the blonde who girl who had flown off her blue bike.

I thought this was kind of a dumb answer considering it’s raining quite heavily by now and biking in the middle lane would put both the rider and others in danger.

Too embarrassed to remain on the scene (the full bus I just got off was still there), I ran the 5 minutes home in the rain. I didn’t notice my left elbow was badly bleeding until half way home. I hyperventilated a little in the washroom until Nash came to calm me down and bandage me up. In the end I only suffered with a scraped and a few sore joints (mostly my tailbone and legs). No broken bones as far as I know and I’m thankful that it wasn’t much worse.

I felt like I had to write about this to tell people to be more careful. I double check to makes sure bikes are coming to a complete stop or far enough before crossing the roads. It was a little bit of a traumatic experience that I get anxious every time bikes are close to me when I’m walking down the street. If you’re a biker, please pay attention pedestrians, especially those at designated crosswalks. And if your bike is broken, take it into the shop!