The first crash. Everyone has one. Usually it's while coming to a stop sign and forgetting to unclip the feet. Or maybe hitting an ugly patch of gravel and sliding out. Or perhaps even the miscalculated reach for the water bottle. Not I. Nope, mine had to be in the middle of spin class. Yes, you did read that correctly.
There I was, minding my own business pedaling hard, down on my aero bars and looking in the mirror thinking, "dang, I look like I know what I'm doing." When all of a sudden CRASH. Me, the bike, the trainer, and the metal shelf I fell into were all in a heap on the carpeted spin room floor. My feet were still clipped in and pretty much stuck. I'm very sure that legs aren't supposed to be twisted into that position. The entire class came to a screeching halt and every guy in there jumped off their bikes and ran over to me. I was grateful for the help, but holy smackers, I was mortified!!!! And my rear wheel was too bent to keep going. So I humbly climbed onto a stationary bike and finished the class.
The biggest bummer of all? $130 in damage. And I'll be sans bike for a few days. So since you got a good chuckle at my expense, buy me a beer next time you see me, eh? :-)