I crashed on Sunday. Ouch. Tommy and I were riding along peacefully, when we passed our friend Grizz on the trail. We all stopped to chat for a few minutes...or, should I say, I attempted to stop and chat for a few minutes. I stopped, clipped out of one pedal, but forgot about the other. I toppled over, as is expected, and my bike seat rammed itself into my butt cheek.
When it comes to falls, this one was very uncatastrophic...I fell on grass and I didn't break anything, but daaaaaam, that bike seat is gonna leave a bruise.
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