5:45AM wake up to sit on the can, eat breakfast, and get ready to sit on the saddle for a training ride. I'm out the door by 6:15 and there is just a pinch of light existance. I'm heading out the back entrance to my neighborhood and I do a couple times a week. There is a turnpike overpass just after you turn out where bats commonly congregate. You can hear and smell them under there. As I approach the underpass, I can see flying objects in the near distance through the faint light or upcoming daylight. As I am passing under the overpass, the sounds of the bats are heard through my headphones and I felt an object hit the right side of my chin and land in my lap. I'm swatting at my lap and manage to dislodge what ended up being a bat that hit me in the face. I could have crapped my pants but fortunately didn't and fortunatelly was able to keep the rubber side down. My heart probably raised at least 15 beats and felt like it took some time to reach normalcy.
That could have been bad! Oh the joys of saddle diaries.
Me: 1; bats: 0. Let keep it that way with the bats score at goose eggs.
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