Warning: this pictures below are pretty graphic and not for the faint of heart or those with a weak stomach.
So yesterday I crashed on my mountain bike. It wasn't really a crash, more like I tipped over going about 2 mph. I was riding down a singletrack in Corner Canyon and anther rider and his dog were coming up the trail so I unclipped my right foot and went to step down and the dumb dog ran under my foot, so I fell to the left where my foot was still clipped into the pedal and I couldn't catch myself. It was no big deal really... except for the front sprocket sliced my calf open like a kitchen turkey. It took over 30 stitches to close and is going to leave a wicked scar.
I had to ride two miles home and drive myself to the hospital.
The doc's were laughing because I placed a towel over the wound and ducted taped it in place so I would bleed all over my truck. They thought it was funny I used duct tape to patch myself up.
The worst part is I'm out of commission for doing fun stuff for the next 3 weeks.
Remember... you were warned!
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Before stitches
Attachment 53377
After stitches
Attachment 53378

