I was on tv because the pope died

As the title says, I was on tv today because the pope recently died. (Sorry Matt, I would have told you when I was going to be on but I got back from class and got the phone call and left immediately.) If anybody wants to see it, both my mom and Eric's mom videotaped it. Which is kind of sad, since it is about a 30 second clip with both of us saying approximately one sentence each. It's still pretty cool that I was on tv-I looked ok, better than I thought I would. However, the best part of the story is not being on tv, but biking over to St. Thomas where they filmed it. Eric called me I think about 2 minutes after I got back from my morning class. I was just about to change to go running and he said I had 20 minutes to get over there. I quickly changed, tossed on some make-up, grabbed my purse and headed out to the bike rack. As I am racing down Randolph Ave to get to St. Thomas (I must have been going around 10 miles an hour), I pretty much don't stop pedaling the entire time, and all of a sudden I see about 5 yards ahead of me a curb instead of a sidewalk. If anybody knows what a regular sidewalk looks like, there are no curbs, just sidewalk declining/inclining down when there is a street. Not on this one particular place in the city however! My two choices that shot into my head were either to jump it or try to swerve around it onto the road. I should have jumped it. Instead, I swerved, too late however, and ended up crashing (and I mean crashing) into the curb! Major wipeout. Luckily I was still far enough away from the road, and that I fell onto my left side, that I fell into the grass and not onto the pavement. However, my entire left side hurt like nothing else, and my left arm and foot, both of which were pretty exposed since I was wearing a short sleeved shirt and sandals, were incredibly scraped up and dirty like you wouldn't believe. I also had grass and leaves not only on my clothes but also in my hair and stuck in my bike handle. What the crap is that? It was awful. Not to mention the fact that my chain also came off my bike so I had to spend an extra 5 minutes putting it back on. Thank you to dad and Kendrick for showing me how! I ended up getting to St. Thomas 5 minutes late (pretty good considering), still on time to do the interview, but looking like crap with no time to wash up. Luckily, the camera guy is good and didn't end up showing my arms. Not to mention the fact that I still had to shower when I got back, which stung pretty bad. And all of that for about not even 15 seconds of fame.