First spill of the year…

On Sunday, a friend of mine and I both decided to ride our bikes to a BBQ we were both invited to that evening.  So, I met him at his house and we rode through Rainbow Lakes, Mountain Lakes, and took a detour into the Tourne.  We rode around the trails for some time without any issues, having a good time, though at one point, we had to haul our bikes up a certain, rocky and rooted hill.

No issues, that is, until I had the following three experiences within 10 yards of each other.  First, I came around a corner too fast and squared my handle bars into a tree.  It was a small tree, and both hands missed the tree, but it was a sudden stop.  My friend remarked that my bike left a nice mark on the tree bark.  A moment later, incident number two occurs.  Still being shaken up by the tree incident, I wasn’t too focused, and I ran over a loose boulder which kicked out enough to put me head over handle bars, face in the dirt, with my glasses flying away.  So, there I was a tangled mess with my bike, but no real pain.  A few seconds later, in my efforts to get off of the ground, the bike I was still tangled up with decided to move it’s wheels away from me, which caused me to slip, go running a couple steps, and come crashing down, left knee first, on a boulder.  I lay there for a few seconds, quietly contemplating the stupidity of it all, and hoping I didn’t break my knee cap.

I got up, brushed myself off, and decided to walk the rest of this short run on the trail.  Eventually, I got back on the bike and we headed out of the Tourne over to the BBQ with my pride being more hurt than my knee.

The next day, I’ve got a swollen knee, swollen elbow, and a swollen lip.  Still, I think all of my body parts are together.

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