I don't remember the last time I did two posts on consecutive days, so this is a little out of the norm for me.
A while back, I was training for a triathlon and had this little incident occur. Well, I am training for another triathlon, and went for a little bike ride last night. I was riding at a casual pace down by Riverton when, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a small object zipping towards me and nailed me just below the throat. It hit me pretty good and I felt it drop into my shirt. I assumed it was a small pebble that had been dislodged by a passing car. However, I soon felt an intense stinging sensation on my chest. I immediately grabbed my shirt at the location of the sting, and felt a little crunch between my fingers. By this time I had stopped riding, and shook the object out of my shirt. Sho'nuf, it was a bee and I was stung.
I wasn't sure what to do since I was several miles from home. Then, I remember that my wife's sweet cousin (I'll call her Deb) lives pretty close to where I was at. I wasn't sure if she'd be home, but I figured it was my best shot. Luckily, I caught her just before she was going to leave. I got a few ice cubes and went into the bathroom. It's probably good that my chin blocked my view of the bee sting earlier because I had a big-old red spot on my chest. If I'd have seen this on the street, I would have freaked out. I put the ice on the area and the stinger came out just enough so that I could remove it with my fingers.