I once had a pretty serious mountain bike crash. It was when I lived in Utah and I was out on Antelope Island riding. I crashed on the downhill, so I was going pretty fast. A Boy Scout troop was hiking and found me not too long after the crash I guess. Apparently I told them I was fine.
I don't remember any of this. I overheard them back at the parking lot later after I walked back down. They (including the adults) were saying that they saw this guy crashed up there, but he said he was OK...
Just last week, I was in the shower. My kids crashed it and came in (they are still little). I had crouched down to wash one of the kiddies hair and stood up with my back right into the faucet. WOW that hurt. It was bleeding, and cruised up bad. It still hurts a lot and it's been nearly a week!
I guess I'm just clumbsy.
Feel better, crap happens!
