It was just a short ride, so I didn't bother with my riding boots. Coming to a stop leaving the neighborhood I went to put my foot down and it was stuck - the lace had caught on the clutch slave bleeder. Not a good feeling. I said to myself, "Self, we are NOT going down." So I jammed my foot down hard, broke the lace, and got my foot down with not a millisecond to spare. Got a nasty bruise on my ankle and learned my lesson about riding in street shoes.