MTN Bike 40:00  7.0 mi (10.5 mph)
Got up early to meet the guys for an OW swim at strands and just didnt feel it. Dragged my feet out the door then drove around the parking lot and decided to just ride by myself and get back early. Drove to DP harbor, got on kit, unloaded bike and realized I forgot my shoes. Was going to wear running shoes then realized I also forgot my helmet. Drove all the way back home, went to bed w/ Monique
Lazy morning and just didnt feel like riding but M got us out on the single speeds. Rolled up into Bomber and M headed back and I decided to take the Heart Loop - East Grade loop back. Trails were open (legally!) for the weekend and I have never ridden them before. Lots of people and so beautiful. Brought back a world of memories and just how many good, good runs I had on those trails. Wow... I use to run a lot! Breaking a sweat and hiking it up to the 4 corners I was just thinking I need to get back on the MTB. TRAILS! YES! This is what I need and if I cant run I can ride these every morning until I can run. Good for my mind, body and soul.
I turned down towards westridge back to the pad and I guess i am just too use to riding a bike with suspension or maybe it has been too long off of the MTB. I dropped in and just as I was getting to the bottom of the drop I saw a big whoop/rut that was too big to avoid, coming up too fast and too steep to know I was going to get over it. I leaned back maybe thinking about suspension but the fully ridged frame only ejected me that much more over the side. yelllowww.... Pogo stick off of my head and over the side landing on...I dont really know but I landed upside down and the wind knocked out of me pretty pad. R leg stuck straight up in the air and I can still remember my teeth or something crunching. Strange. In that moment I had dashavoo. Then again when I saw the chopper. I could not get up and partly (as I know now) because I was upside down and have more gravity and the other because I compressed some vertebrae and my back/neck muscles were jacked and party because the 15 people around me would not let me move. They started to freak me out saying that I flew 50-60ft off the side and I had to break my back with that fall, etc. L hip and calve pretty bad and I remembed the guy at GMR and remember not wanting to look at my calf until I finally asked someone how bad it was. ha! Reason in time of a daze...
The guy(Adam) who ended up taking my bike broke his neck two years earlier and didnt know until 2 days after so he was on me not moving and after about 10min and still feeling like I was going to puke and spinning I agreed not to move. dang. The chopper came quick but its going to be a long road out. Could have been much worse and the miracle is that this is my worst crash after countless times I thought I was going to see the Lord in the split second of "here it comes" crashes that never were. Just over 6 miles from home. Guess my leg will get some extra rest now too.