Mountain Biking

I'm off today and Joel was going mountain biking with a friend so I tagged along. It was trail riding and the trails were pretty rough. We were riding up rocks and around tight corners. It was quite fun. Somehow I got separated from Joel and I went down the path I thought he had gone on. I'm not exactly certain what happened but I think when I came around a corner there was more of a slope then I anticipated and I went down the hill and at some point went over the handle bars landing square on my left shoulder. It didn't hurt at all. (Yeah, right.) If you believe that I've got a bridge to sell you. The outer marks you see in the picture are really nothing compared to the bruised back and shoulder. It was the first time I actually had to really work to get myself up. It took a couple minutes. Yes, Mom. I was wearing my helmet. Good thing too. There was a nice little dimple on the side. I really do feel sorry for my guardian angel. Actually there's probably a team of them by now and they all get lots of overtime. Fun stuff! I'm seriously looking forward to my next outdoor adventure!