hmmmm ok.... so i'm not a mountainbiker

perhaps you've read of my mishaps on the road bike... none of which have ever caused me to cry! and i've ALWAYS gotten back on the bike and ridden...

uhm... not so last night... nope... we ended up riding the MTBs cuz of the overnight rainstorm trashing the roads to the point they weren't passable on a road bike... we went over to a friend's house to show him our new baby's.. and he decided to come along and show us some places to ride... and what do i do? i crashed!!!! i went over the handlebars and i IMMEDIATELY started bawling like a baby and saying over and over again between sobs: "i want to go home!" "i want to go home!"

i have fallen over once last week.... no problem.. i even laughed... and last night i even fell over HARD on the rocks... sat there stunned.. but got up... (i wasn't happy though ) continued on... and that's when we came to the short little downhill.... i don't know what happened.. it was steep... too steep for a newbie... i think i hit my breaks.... i went flying.... landed on.. i don't know what? my hands? then the bike had the audacity to come flipping on top of me! i put up my hand (hands?) to fend it off and thought it was going to break my fingers

after hubby got to me and got the bike off me (he was behind me and got smacked in his tail bone either stopping or at some point trying to get to me)... he got the bike off me and i kept trying to grab my bike (cuz i kept saying "i want to go home".. duh!) he kept telling me "nevermind the bike" and wouldn't let me take it finally after he checked me over well enough he let me have my bike... i headed up the hill (walking) and he said "walk it" DUH! ... he said he was going ahead to tell KC we were going home (he's an experience mtb-er... and was way ahead of us!) i was mumbling, crying, sobbing and walking my bike out of the desert... back to the road.. at one point i did even laugh at myself cuz i sounded like a 2-year old.. but i was still crying and sobbing! "i'm NEW" "i can't do this stuff..." etc etc.. i'm glad hubby and kc were too far back to hear my tantrum!

when they finally caught up.. i was still walking and KC said he was sorry for taking me on the course... (too hard for a beginner)

hubby asked if i wanted to ride.. "NO" i did start riding again before i got to the highway... but i was darned close! then KC took us on dirt roads.. MUCH better! i even started having fun again! phew!

my poor legs and arms though just under my left knee a HUGE bruise coming on... same leg.. just above the knee.. smaller bruise... right knee.. smaller bruise.. right arm.. bruising and a bit of gravel scratches.. and my left palm from the first fall over

i don't like getting hurt.....