Well last night was my first real Night MTB ride of the year. I met up with a friend of mine around 6:00 and headed into the wood. I don't know about you monkeys but there isn't anything better then a clear night, nice moon, and youre MTB.
So everything was going just fine up until a tacky downhill section that is pretty safe during the day. I suppose I was a little over confident in this section because I was flying. I had my lights attached to my handle bars so I had some blind spots. Well in one of those blind spots a tree was trying to cross the trail and I hit it full speed with my left shoulder (the same one I popped out of joint last year)
Last night when I got home to inspect the damage I found that the impact was so hard that it spit the skin. Not to deep but enough for blood to come out (and was hard as a rock). The swelling had also started. So I had a few Captain and Cokes a few beers and attempted to get some sleep. This morning my shoulder is swelled up like a baseball. So it looks like I'm off to see the doctor the wonderful doctor of OZ.
So everything was going just fine up until a tacky downhill section that is pretty safe during the day. I suppose I was a little over confident in this section because I was flying. I had my lights attached to my handle bars so I had some blind spots. Well in one of those blind spots a tree was trying to cross the trail and I hit it full speed with my left shoulder (the same one I popped out of joint last year)
Last night when I got home to inspect the damage I found that the impact was so hard that it spit the skin. Not to deep but enough for blood to come out (and was hard as a rock). The swelling had also started. So I had a few Captain and Cokes a few beers and attempted to get some sleep. This morning my shoulder is swelled up like a baseball. So it looks like I'm off to see the doctor the wonderful doctor of OZ.