I rode my racing bike to school and one time my coach demanded I take my gym clothes home because I had used them for several months so I stuffed my jockey strap into the toes of my gym tennis shoes and also somehow stuffed my reversable gold and blue (school colors) t-shirt into one shoe and then my shorts and jockey strap and socks into the other one. He was right I hadn't washed my gym stuff in far too long.
I rode a racing bike home several miles down Verdugo Road to where I lived near Glendale High School then but I was riding down the street hanging my shoes with my stuff in it from the laces but the shoe got caught in my front spokes and I flipped my bike on the street in front of Wilson junior high school. Luckily the car behind me didn't hit me because they were on to of it when I went over the handle bars and into the street. However, I knew how to roll with it so I didn't have to go to the hospital. I could tumble pretty good which saved my life many times then and ever since. You have to roll with fall which is what i learned playing basketball in Junior high and Grade School. I would be up for a jump shot and got tired of being hit in the air and spraining my ankle so I learned how to collapse and roll to avoid injuries beyond a few skinned knees and elbows. That worked even during rock climbing falls later in life or other falls I took as an electrician off of ladders working with my dad in my teens after school or summers.
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