I have a great sprocket scar. I acquired it on my very first ride on my road bike, within a minute of getting on and getting clipped in - I unclipped on one side and (stupidly) leaned toward the other, falling. I also have a scar on my butt and my knee from the same fall.
I proudly showed my boyfriend my bleeding when he got out of the lake from testing his wetsuit.
“Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without words, and never stops at all.”
- Emily Dickinson