Riding through the foothills in Boise this past weekend, having a blast not doing anything too technical or fast. Made my way up the 3 mile climb to some great quick downhill littered with bumps, stumps, roots, and jumps and Im really getting to it, thinking to myself "wow! this is such a great sport. so glad I got back into biking". My decent takes me down through the hills and cheat grass with patches of sagebrush to a wooded area along a creek/canal; a quick right followed by an ever quicker left on rutted banked singletrack sneaks up on me. I manuever through the right, flick the bike left braking just a little too hard for the unforseen sand in the corner. My front tire washes out, my bars cross, the bike comes to abrupt stop and I am heading over the front wheel in my best Superman pose. As I fly through the air "faster than a speeding bullet" I hear my bike tumbling behind me. The ground is rushing up to meet me and my out-stretched arms and suddenly I realize 'I do NOT have the powers of the Planet Krypton'. My mind kicks in screaming in my head "Tuck and roll Dummy! Tuck and Roll!!. At the last possible second I manage to pull my arms from their Justice League positions and hold them against my chest, turn my shoulder down and dig in to the ground.
Damn Im too old for this chit. .......nah, not really. But it definitely reminded me Im not a kid anymore. Scraped up my sholder and knee, but thanks to helmets I have no permanent brain damage (well, no more than I started with). After a quick body check and bike once over, I hopped back on and rode the 3 miles home before anyone could point and make fun of me.
Just thought I'd share. What a great weekend of riding!
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