"The explanation of the origin of the custom is that British soldiers, entrenched against Dutch foes in the Boer War, learned by bitter experience of the danger of lighting three cigarettes from one match. When the men thriftily used one match to serve three of them, they gave the Boer sniper time to spot the light, take aim and fire, killing 'the third man'."
No matter, I am assuming that the saying is true and therefore my bad luck is officially over for a very, very long time. Let's recap, for those of you joining in for the first time :)
1 - September, day after Xterra Nationals, big MTB crash in Park City on the Crest Trail resulting in an avulsion elbow fracture, slightly torn triceps tendon and nasty ass infected cut. Took me out of Xterra Worlds and about six weeks of recovery time before even thinking about doing any kind of training.
2 - January, after putting in some amazing winter base training in November and December I came down with a bit of a cold. Took a couple of days off then decided enough was enough and headed out for a MTB ride while still under the weather (bad idea). Totally pilled it up on one of the easiest sections of trail, lots of cuts and bruises, chipped bottom tooth and a really sore shoulder. I suspected a torn rotator cuff but was hoping I had just slightly dislocated it. After two weeks of living in denial I finally broke down and headed into the Doc. What do you know....broken shoulder!! Cracked Humeral Head to be exact. Found this lovely diagram when doing some more extensive research ;) and had to laugh... just insert myself and you pretty much have it!!! Since I had been going about my life oblivious to the fracture for two weeks already orders where to "be smart" (yep, all over that one) no swimming, no MTBing, no more crashing....
|How to break your shoulder MTBing|
So there it is, three done and done!!!
|Always fun Mt Lemmon group ride|
|Shelby and Tracy checking out dessert|
|Back on the trails :)))|