Dave's Good Stuff

Well, I did it again. This time I was heading north on the Gary L Haller trail. I was near mile marker 15 just off Northgate, going down a shallow decline and picking up a little speed. I didn’t notice any caution signs indicating a sharp turn. When I got to the base of the “hill” and entered the turn, I was going way to fast for such a sharp turn, and brakes fully compressed, I went headlong, heels over head over heels into the brush.

I came to a stop, and all was quiet for a moment when *BANG!* my rear tire blew. Right about that time my left calf seized up good and proper and I recognized some of the signs of a good old fashioned adrenaline shot.

I took stock of things at this point. My calf was cramped pretty good. My right wrist and left hand were aching. The bursitis in my right shoulder had been aggravated. My left hip felt like it’d been hit with s sledge. I had minor scrapes and rash along both arms, my left knee and my left shoulder. Finally, I wrenched something a little bit in my lower back.

All in all… not a bad turnout, don’t you think?

Having taken stock of that, I hobbled over to the bike to asses the damage there. The rear tire was blown as I knew, and the wheel was warped a little. Too warped to ride, but not too warped to repair. Other than that, everything looked just fine. The Garmin didn’t even pop out of the mount, and the rear light was still blinking expectantly.

Today, the aches of yesterday have turned into full blown pains. I don’t look nearly as bad on the outside as the last crash, but I feel worse on the inside.

The wheel is at the Trek store for truing (I really need to get my own truing stand), and so I’m on the Kona for the next couple of days.

Maybe I’ll stay off the trails for a while… ;)