Happy Monday!

Today's installment from the weekend mountain bike ride is not another pic of me. It is a pic of this:

If you look from the side, it was really swollen, except for where the scrape is. The leg was "dented in"... kinda concave like. Nasty.

Yeah, I gatta say, this was one tough individual. Rocked it at the Hammy with us over logs, roots and most every obstacle without issue only to slip just a short way from the end and fall on a big-ass rock. ...and who does this thigh belong to?
Yeah, a girl. A super tough chick riding a hand-me-down bike and schooling left and right. Second time at Hammy and loved every second of it. So this is a shout out to all the ladies, get out and ride yer bike.

Myself, well... I had one dab. That's it. ...and it was on a flat section where I hit a rock, not paying attention, and my front wheel just stopped. Total rookie move. We rode the advanced side clockwise and I was even able to make it up (that's climbing up the rocks) the Pinnacle Downhill with no issue. Had some ninja moves in me apparently.

On the way to the trail, I got the line of the week. We stopped at a gas station so I could get a candy bar and liquid for the ride. When I asked the girl behind the counter how she was, she shrugged and said she was ok. I told her she should be kickin' ass. That's when she looked right back at me, smiled, and said, "dude... I work at a gas station."

At that point, she proved she was -in fact- kickin' ass. I love it.