Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! My ego is bigger than my brain sometimes. I thought I could ride down a gravel hill. I went down all right-on my face! Scraped up my arm, my leg and got two huge bruises. Bloody mess.
So now I'm a mountain biker and I have the scars to prove it. Somehow face planting on a mountain bike is a lot cooler than falling over on your road bike because you forgot to clip out.
"Sometimes courage does not roar. Sometimes it's the quiet voice at the end of the day saying "I will try again tomorrow".
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