MEDIC!

We get a b-e-a-utiful day to ride and I have to go and ruin it. Tim, Matt, Bobby, and myself decided we couldn't pass up this 50 degree weather. We ventured out on some gravel roads southeast of town. about ten miles into the ride Matt decides we need to be doing some intervals. I was all for it. Well, at the beginning of the second interval I shifted up and stood up to get myself going. Apparently I was in a bigger hurry than I thought, because I ripped my left foot out of the pedal and smacked my knee on the handlebar. It hurt a little, I had to get off the bike and walk it off. Once Tim and Matt came back to see what we were doing (They continued on with there 3 minute sprint), Tim noticed that it was bleeding through my leggings. Needless to say I called it a day and Bobby accompanied me back to town as I limped home on one leg. I think I'll survive though, we won't have to amputate anyways. Just a nice gash and some swelling of the patellar tendon to show for it. It should (and better) be healed by March 2nd.