I had a bike wreck today. It was scary. I’m okay. I went on an 11 mile bike ride with friends this weekend and nothing even slightly scary happened. And then this morning, not even 5 minutes from our apartment, I took a tumble. Next thing I know, there were too many bikes, cars and mopeds in too small a space and I went flying over my handle bars and I was down on the ground. I don’t know what’s hurt… I was in shock for a good bit… but I have a feeling when I wake up tomorrow, I’ll know exactly how I fell, and what I fell on.
Today I am thankful for: gymnastics — without it, I don’t think I would have known how to fall down so well. Anyone who is not a gymnast will probably not understand that… but sooner or later, you learn how to fall down the right way instead of falling into a worse position. Muscle memory — you are a god send. AND that I was able to walk away… it could have been so much worse today.
USA countdown: 9 days : 10 hours : 30 minutes
Note: Pictures were taken by my roomie William and were edited by me.