Here's a rough way to start the day: realizing far too late that the kickstand is not up, and trying desperately to keep the bike from falling over all the way.
I tried to catch the bike in time, which I'm paying for now that the adrenaline has worn off. Instead of keeping the bike upright, however, I fell hard into the side of a truck parked next to me. At least my efforts slowed the Triumph's descent a bit.
Lifting the bike proved to be a problem, as there wasn't enough room between the Triumph and the neighboring truck to squat down and lift the bike the proper way. Luckily for me, a guy was walking by and I was able to convince him he wanted to help me pick my bike up off the ground.
It looks like there wasn't any damage to the bike, or the truck I fell on. I keep discovering new little pains as the morning progresses, but I hope a bit of soreness and embarrassment will be the worst of it.
No pics of the bike on the ground because, hey, the Triumph doesn't need that kind of humiliation. Also, my first thought was, "get the bike back up," not, "take a photo." I'm sure you can dig it.