Mountain Biking

I can't quite explain what it is like (for those of you who don't ride). When mountain biking, you simply cannot think of anything else- you have to think of the next turn- how do I take it..wide..tight?? Crap there is a root- lift up the front, push down on the bars and lift the back wheel over it- shit!!! I wasn't expecting that drop- sit back or endo and die...Listen....Listen to the wildlife- feel the breeze as you whip down the hill- you feel as if you are flying- nothing feels so invigorating. You feel rebellious as you grunt through the big muddy ass puddle and feel the mud fly all over your face like when you made mud pies as a child. DAMN--you bite it-- but the first thing you do is check your bike- then your body--just a little blood- everything still moves- good thing I know some good orthopedic surgeons..... Get up...do it again.......AWWW nothing like mountain biking.....

My accident prone little man

Another trip to the doctors office to see Dr. VanBuecken (orthopedics) this morning for yet another playground accident.
Diagnosis: Distal clavicle fracture- nondisplaced
Treatment: Sling for 3 weeks.
Prognosis: Excellent
Patient teaching: Quit running on the playground!!! Or at least pick up your feet!!!!!

Took my last final yesterday- survived my first year at PLU with a 3.95 gpa. Just taking a few online classes this summer- art and anthropology at local community college. University of Chester or Olympic Community College- who by the way is striving to charge university prices- HOLY CRAP!!!! Cost about $868 for two online summer classes- not including textbooks- whew.....
OUt to work in the yard--- BBQ tomorrow!!!!