So Not Poetry in Motion...

I've been a little out of sorts recently.





Not Poetry in Motion--



On Thursday, I crashed after 15 miles of mountain biking, I rode out of the trails onto the main road and up to our truck.  My biking buddy had brought her dog (who we always bike with) and when he ran over to some other mt. bikers, I turned my head to make sure the dog was okay and that there wasn't any traffic. As I turned my head my bike's knobby tires grabbed the groove between concrete & gravel and I went down.



I had ...