It was beautiful here today. A lot of my regular riding friends are out of town and the club turnout has been hit and miss, so I drove ahead and skipped the traffic/flat part. I followed the club route and I thought if anyone was actually doing it they would catch me because there was a lot of climbing. I didn't see any of them so when I came out of the hills I went to an outdoor restaurant that cyclists go to and there were 2 of the fastest club riders there.
They said they had done the same route as I did and there was a group of about 10 behind them, so I was between them on the road. I couldn't figure out how that happened until I remembered I went off the road for a nature break and the fast riders must have passed me then and the others were dawdling and didn't catch me.
Anyway after eating her breakfast my friend dropped her Team Machine and it landed on the corner of an electrical box and cracked the top tube.