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There isn’t much about the actual fall that I remember (Picture: Getty Images)

Cycling through East London with a man I really liked, I suddenly realised the brakes on my electric bike weren’t working.

I tried to stop for a pedestrian but I ended up flying over the handlebars to avoid the crash. 

I wasn’t wearing a helmet – stupid mistake, I know – and had no time to catch myself.

There isn’t much about the actual fall that I remember – just the impact, the confusion and then seeing blood pooling on the ground around me.

It turned out I’d fractured a rib and needed six stitches in my fore...