Twice. I came off my bike twice in one morning.

So I'm joining Jon's club. Both times onto my right side so I'm expecting a cracker of a bruise. When I got up this morning I didn't think that it was so cold so I thought that I'd go for a bike ride instead of a run, I was fine for the first 40 min, pootling along, thinking about night riding in Kansas or somewhere.... next thing I know I'm sprawled on the tarmac. Yikes. Up I get, not too hurt or anything, just a bit surprised. So I'm super careful now and concentrating alot more on the road - not a good thing really, I've realised that the road is actually really quite icy and of course I tense up, and next thing I know I'm kissing the kerb once more. Plegh.

Take care kids, it's a fun but dangerous world.