Tuck and roll. Stick whatever you can as close to your core as you can, especially your neck. Do not try to stop the fall with your hands (broken wrists guaranteed). Maximize the surface that touches the ground (ex: arm instead of elbow).Originally Posted by Hammer
This being said, falling is not fun, but it makes me feel like a kid who can still play. As long as nothing's broken too badly, falling once in a while makes a good story to tell and makes me feel alive. I could stay at home and do nothing and try nothing outside of my comfort zone and I wouldn't fall, but then I wouldinstead of
. Dunno what the Neo-Zelander thinks about this though, I just speak for myself here!



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THAT's what I have to figure out... the art of falling... in case it happens again.
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I would have remebered the gravelly bits were in that spot if I'd thought about it, but I was having fun leaning my bike as far over as I could on the corners and totally overdid it on that one; it wasn't so much that I was going fast as just too fast for that situation. It was much more "duh!" than "ow!" (and I had a sweet bruise on my forearm/elbow to show off). Grog's right - falling has a perverse enjoyablity in it's feel-alive factor. (Or I'm just a bit odd.
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