MadSkilage
07-26-2002, 10:09 PM
Let me just preface this by saying that I'm sorry for posting such an extremely unusual thread. I just had to tell someone about it.
I recently got into moutain biking and have been doing some serious trail riding. Everything is usually fine and dandy and I don't try any crazy drops, jumps, etc. but yesterday I decided to do some riding with a friend who has an awesome bike and likes to ride fast. Anyways, were riding on this trail around dusk when he yells out "Holy Sh**" and I see him jump over this huge creek. His bike had a ton of travel so he ate the jump ok. My bike couldn't handle a stunt like that so I tried to stop. Unfortunately, my front tire caught a root and I flew over the handlebars into the creek headfirst.
So now I'm thinking, that really hurt, but at least I seem to be conscious and alive. I stand up and assess the damage. That's when I realize something terrible has happened. My jeans have been ripped in the front down to the crotch and so have my boxers! Let me just say that there was nothing between my 'bojangles' and warm summer air :eek:
To further complicate issues, I didnt have a belt and my pants were falling down as the button and the fly had been completely destroyed. I had to tear up my shirt to make a belt and ride gingerly back to my friend's car (which was at least a couple of miles away) while he was making fun of me. Thank goodness there were no small children or elderly couples out walking, or they would have been in for an unpleasant surprise ;)
I recently got into moutain biking and have been doing some serious trail riding. Everything is usually fine and dandy and I don't try any crazy drops, jumps, etc. but yesterday I decided to do some riding with a friend who has an awesome bike and likes to ride fast. Anyways, were riding on this trail around dusk when he yells out "Holy Sh**" and I see him jump over this huge creek. His bike had a ton of travel so he ate the jump ok. My bike couldn't handle a stunt like that so I tried to stop. Unfortunately, my front tire caught a root and I flew over the handlebars into the creek headfirst.
So now I'm thinking, that really hurt, but at least I seem to be conscious and alive. I stand up and assess the damage. That's when I realize something terrible has happened. My jeans have been ripped in the front down to the crotch and so have my boxers! Let me just say that there was nothing between my 'bojangles' and warm summer air :eek:
To further complicate issues, I didnt have a belt and my pants were falling down as the button and the fly had been completely destroyed. I had to tear up my shirt to make a belt and ride gingerly back to my friend's car (which was at least a couple of miles away) while he was making fun of me. Thank goodness there were no small children or elderly couples out walking, or they would have been in for an unpleasant surprise ;)