Quick Thinking.

 This morning was unlike most mornings, in that it thoroughly ticked me off! My schedule usually consists of me waking up at 5:30 am and biking to the local pool for an hour or so of swimming. Today I awoke and wondered why everyone in my house was up so early, taking a few seconds to wipe the crusted drool from my cheek and sleet from my eyes (hopefully not it that order), I proceeded to check my phone for the time. 7:21 am. After thirty or more seconds of convincing one side of my brain that the phone was indeed not lying to me as a joke, I began to get ready to go to the pool.

 As I trekked along the sidewalk on my bicycle I decided that, considering my state of annoyance and grogginess, now would be a good time to pray for grace to face the day.

 "Hey father, today has started off a bit rough and my mind is already annoyed with how things are going. Please help my day to go a bit better and help me to feel better about anything that happens..."

 Seeing in the distance crowds of teens wobbling towards their high school, I decided that the best course of action would be to continue biking on the road. Finding the next dip in the curb, I smoothly veered my bike off the sidewalk and continued to cycle and pray on the street.

" Lord please just give me some grace to face..."

 Abruptly I was interrupted by a spontaneous slip in my bicycle chain. In reaction to this slip my bicycle jerked the front end forward and the back end upward, sending me for a lesson in aviation. As I flew through the air, butt arced, legs spread and arms-a-flailing, I thought to myself "What is going on?" followed by "This cant be good".

 Seeing the dark pavement heading for my face (I say 'heading for my face' so to give the impression that it was the pavement moving to hit me rather then me doing a face plant into it. This makes it much easier to blame the confounded ash fault)  I took control over my adrenaline driven flailing arms and threw them out in front of my face. Smashing my elbow and hand into the ground, my body then tilted over me and flipped the other direction. In the midst of this happening I managed to, not only think of, but let out a rather astonishing four letter word to voice my opinion on the matter at hand. (This is not normal, I usually have a very clean vocabulary.)

 Finally coming to a halt, my body flopped on the middle of the road only to stall oncoming traffic. My last thought as I lay flat on my back was "I wonder if anyone seen that?" (Retard, half of Chilliwack seen that and its probably on youtube by now). This question was answered moments later as I heard a laugh that resembled a stout blast of a mallards horn from a boy across the street. I picked up my things and continued on, receiving only a ripped glove and a Hefty tear in my elbow meat.

 I have learned three lessons from this event;

1: To receive grace you must truly need it.

2: Lessons in humility must be a gas to watch happen.

3: The brains capability to think and act so quickly in such situations is a fascinating achievement. (keep in mind that all of this     happened in a matter of 3 seconds.)