That’ll learn ya!

Coming around the turn to the bridge on Salem Lake another rider was on my side of the path. I had my hands on the bar ends and couldn’t get to the brakes. Instead of running into a boulder, I tried to steer through it, but my front wheel washed out, and I went down. It ain’t the worst road rash I’ve gotten, and it looks worse than it is. However, the day of or even the day after is nothing compared to two days after. I’m sore now. The bruises have set in, and I was hurt places I didn’t know I was hurt. What can you say? Keep riding. Thankfully, I didn’t have a soigneur wanting to scrub the wound with steel wool.

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About randamir

I pastor Grace Presbyterian Church in Kernersville, North Carolina which locals fondly refer to as K-vegas -- the town not the church. As D.T. Niles once said, "I am not important except to God."

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