I was riding through a tree lined Reno street. I think I shifted my hands from the brake hoods to the bar tops, and in that split second my front wheel hit a short, stubby stick in the road. The handle bar wobbled, I grabbed at the wobbling bar, missed, and fell.

I was fortunate to hit the road with a very large body surface, think acres of surface- so the force of the impact was spread evenly.

I sat there stunned at the pain and shock of a road crash vs a dirt crash. The home owner walked over and took the stick away. I jumped on my wheel to get it to fit in the frame. Clothes torn, oil on skin and an amazing burning sensation- which starts feeling weirdly pleasant once you start riding again…

Juicy & tender.

Sleeping is the worst. You cant sleep on your favourite side, and no matter how careful, you’ll inevitably stick to the sheets…

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