2 days ago
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
I had a text-book JRA moment on the trails this morning. The post-event inspection showed a longish skid mark where my front wheel locked up against a rock on the trail. Classic.
The skid mark arcs gracefully off the trail, where I distinctly remembering floating for a surreal millisecond before plummeting down the side of the bluff.
After last week's shameless display of carnage, I'm embarrassed to show pictures of this morning's puncture wounds. So a photo of the post-op table will have to suffice.
And the nurse.