I was signalling to a car behind me that I'll over take a car parked in front of me. I looked behind my shoulder, pointed my left had to the side, then "BAM!", my front tire went in a pothole. I somersaulted off my bike. As time seemed to slow down, I hear someone across the street shout "Putangina, ang bilis!". My right hand tried to absorb the shock from the fall, but to no avail. My right knee, my right elbow, and my right shoulder scraped the asphalt pavement. My head fell to the ground. I guess I was fortunate that I was wearing a helmet.
I immediately stood up. I stood my bike, slammed the tires to the ground out of frustration. I checked my bike. The chain fell off the chainring. I placed the chain in place with my fingers. My fingers are painted with a mix of grease and blood. I took out my handerchief and wiped the sweat from my brow. I looked at my knee. It was a bloody mess. I wiped my hands and went on my bike. I was apprehensive at first but the bike held up. I rode to a nearby pharmacy to buy some antiseptic and cotton. I got home a few minutes afterwards and tried to clean my tocino as best as I can.
Now I can't bend my knee without cringing. My wrist hurts when moved a certain way. And my neck feels stiff.
I spend most of the time sitting, counting the days when I can ride my bike again.
