is the dumbest phrase of all time.
I decided to go buy a bike and hit the Trinity Trails this afternoon in hopes of it not killing my back like running does. Plus, I thought it'd be therapeutic and maybe I'd sleep for the first time in days. Wrong. The only therapeutic part will be painkillers. A guy rode down the middle wobbling and over towards me and I got startled. Next thing I know I'm flying over the bike down a huge gravel/rock hill right towards the Trinity River. Of course, wobbles didn't stop, but luckily I had a friend with me. I hit my noggin, tore up my left leg/thigh, both arms and hands. My face and twins are okay. I collected lots of gravel down my top, though. After anxiety attack from hell went away I somehow managed to bike back 5 miles uphill. So, next time I hear someone use that phrase I'm going to assume the task at hand sucks.
Any other decent places to ride in Fort Worth where an idiot who jumps on a bike after 10 years won't die?
I decided to go buy a bike and hit the Trinity Trails this afternoon in hopes of it not killing my back like running does. Plus, I thought it'd be therapeutic and maybe I'd sleep for the first time in days. Wrong. The only therapeutic part will be painkillers. A guy rode down the middle wobbling and over towards me and I got startled. Next thing I know I'm flying over the bike down a huge gravel/rock hill right towards the Trinity River. Of course, wobbles didn't stop, but luckily I had a friend with me. I hit my noggin, tore up my left leg/thigh, both arms and hands. My face and twins are okay. I collected lots of gravel down my top, though. After anxiety attack from hell went away I somehow managed to bike back 5 miles uphill. So, next time I hear someone use that phrase I'm going to assume the task at hand sucks.
Any other decent places to ride in Fort Worth where an idiot who jumps on a bike after 10 years won't die?
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