I fell off my bike last night. In the dark. The first part sucks, the second part is a gift. What can I say? It really was my fault.
The driveway to my house is a small hill that has narrow strips of concrete interspersed with grass. I decided, wrongly, to ride up one of the narrow strips to the back yard. My bike slide off the concrete and down I went. Ouch.
Hurt my hand, my elbow and my knee, but thank G-d, the brunt of the fall was on my butt. So no damage. Seriously. That part I'm grateful for. The falling part I hate. Oh well. Such is life.