As is tradition, I crashed on my mountain bike again this year. The funny part is that at the mid-point in my ride (atop Dimple Hill) I called Shannon to say, "Hey, I'm riding...wish you were here." That was my fatal mistake. As all or most of you know, I am imfamous for crashing when I am riding with Shannon. Needless to say, about 1, maybe 2 minutes from the end of my ride, I ate it. My front wheel hit soft gravel and it was Susie on the trail. This the one of my best war wounds. smile.
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NICE!!!!! That's a beaut!! can you walk? Em got some good soccer bruises this weekend too. I"ll try to send you a picture of the ball outline on her leg!!! You two must be related somehow!!
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