I fell again yesterday during my ride.
A few days ago I discovered a new thin single track trail close
to my house. It’s a short course, only about two miles, but a nice addition to
the beginning or end of my daily ride.
Yesterday I discovered a variation to my new trail, and with delight,
I cruised down it. Near the bottom, there were these two old gray short 2X4’s,
with a half inch between them, spanning a two foot wide, but very deep crack in
the trail.
Normally I would have stopped and walked across, but it was
so short and I just went for it. I did it, and for about a tenth of a second I
was joyous, but immediately afterwards my front wheel fell into a deep hole
obscured by weeds, and I went flying over the handlebars.
As I lay on the ground taking inventory, once again I said
to myself “I’m getting too old to be falling like this”.
Upon impact with mother earth, I could feel my entire
skeleton crunching together. I could feel old familiar joint pains. I wiggled
around a little to see if anything was broken, and then got up to survey the
damage to my bike and my skin.
It’s funny, the first thought that came to my mind once I
realized I was OK was “Good thing I didn’t hurt my back before my new bike
arrived. I would be torture if I couldn’t ride it”.
I felt a little soreness on my right side and I couldn’t
bend my left thumb without pain, but other than a few small cuts, I felt OK and
rode another 10 miles.
I must have bruised a kidney or something internal, because
there was blood in my urine the next three times I peed. That scared me, but I’ve
been “running clear” all day so far, so I guess I’m OK.
I’ll keep you posted.
Later,
Steve
PS: I just got a call from University Bikes saying my new
ride is ready!
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