First Wipeout

I left my first bit of blood on the mountain today.

Flew right over the handlebars

Flew right over the handlebars

I definitely remember it being in slow-motion. I could feel my back tire lifting off the ground, and I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to regain my balance. In my head, my goal was to perform a perfect swan-dive into a tuck-and-roll while my bike flew over me gracefully. Instead, my knee took most of the impact while my bike landed on top of me as I slid down the mountain a little ways.

Fun times.


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