This isn't me in the picture, but it's how I felt yesterday. Jon and I had ridden our bikes to the church yesterday and it was a beautiful morning. On our way home in the afternoon, we cut through the parking lot of the Auto Plaza and had to hop a curb to get back on the road. I had slowed down almost to a stop so that I could do this controlled up and over, and to my credit I did get the "up" part. It was the "over" part that did me in. Part of my brain was realizing (in slow motion) that the bike was going down and I was going over. I managed to get my left leg out, but then I came down hard and my right quad hit the top bar of the bike.
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