I have returned from the 24 Hours of Summer Solstice mtb relay race with a sprained ankle. i would like to say that i had the endo of all endos and it was a cool fall. the fact is that someone shoved me over trying to pass and didn't give a s**t about where i was, that we were in single track and that if he had enough patience to wait 5 more seconds there would have been a good place to pass or i would have moved over. Nope, he couldn't wait. instead, he tried to squeeze in beside me, on narrow single track, on a downhill section. his handlebars clipped me and i endo-ed. He really had to get going you see, and he did ask if i was ok, but he really didn't wait (or probably cared) to see if i was. he barely waited for me to answer. he was already mostly down the hill when he started to ask, and before i was finished saying i think so, he was off. (oh yes and so were the 3 other guys who were apparently too much in a hurry to see if a rider could walk) had he waited he would have noticed that i couldn't put any wait on my right foot. he would have noticed that i was really in a lot of pain. nope, he really had to be off, because this was the olympics. oh wait a minute, it was a FREAKING 24 hour relay race!!!
i found a lot of the racers at this race majorly intense bordering on rude. i am peaved that this happened because he is probably satisfied with himself and his lap time, and now my whole life is upside down because i can't even put weight on my foot. and it wasn't even my FAULT!
ok, i am done venting.
Han