|My forming black eye and road rash. Hot.|
Then, it happened. I knew I was going to fall off my bike eventually, but I thought it wouldn't happen until I got clipless pedal shoes. At least then, I'd have an excuse.
I really have no excuse for what happened, and I'm not really sure what happened, either. I came to a turn and was going too fast or not paying attention or something, and went off the trail into a grassy area. I flew over my handle bars, landing on the left side of my face. The bike came down over me.
I need a new helmet, because even a little tap should warrant replacing a helmet. I never lost consciousness, so I figured I didn't need to go to the emergency room. Plus, I finished another loop on the bike and I'm blogging, so I must be fine, right?
The bike looks OK, but I'm sure I'll really get my money's worth on the tune up. The final damage to me includes a sizable scrape on my shin, a large bruise on my thigh and a probable black eye. I'm going to look hardcore tomorrow.