I couldn’t have broken my own bike, no, I had to go break Jen’s bike. Of course, the story of how it happened had me ROFLOL (rolling on floor, laughing out loud). I had cramps in my stomach when it was all said and done with.
You see, Jen was trying to ride her bike to work. Her NEW! bike. She was on the bike path (on her bike) and I just happened to be there and I said I was tired and I hopped up on the bike to hitch a ride. I landed on the seat while she was standing up to pedal. Apparently, the weight of me and her on the bike was just too much to handle and the back tire bent and it was all wobbly and she was 3 hours late to work. There’s no telling what happened to me.
That’s what I was informed of when I got to work, how I broke her bike, good thing it was all just a dream, it’s a $1000 bike and I don’t want to have to pay to replace her bike when I want a new one for myself.
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I was seriously trying to imagine someone just “hopping” on the seat while someone was standing peddling. I thought wow that is impressive!!!
LOL! It’s an art form, you run up from behind, grab the nose of the seat, and hoist yourself up, praying your crotch never makes contact with the back tire. You’ve never done that before
OMG! I was waiting for the part where you had to take out a loan to buy her a new bike. You scared me! LOL Now, sit on your butt and heal.
hehehe…that made me laugh
thanks for that Karen 
I’m just about all healed up, 16 more days till I can get back on a bike, I can start swimming on Friday, and I’m running now. It feels soooooooo good to be training again