The Crash, the burn,

Hey hey hey, I'm down but not out, I'm walking wounded, I'm still dreaming and charging. Thats right, today I was mashing (aka Skate boarding like a savage beast) down this hill. I was a little rusty, and my trucks were too loose. It had been a while since I last mashed. I was confidant. I was wrong. I got the speed wobbles, launched through the air, landed on my side, tore my jeans and jacket, skuffed up my belt and rubbed skin on asphalt. By the grace of God I didn't hit my head on the ground. By the grace of God no bones were broken. Amen. Tomorrow I plan on going to the health center to get checked up on just to be sure. Its weird, I don't remember getting up off the ground, but I bounced up fast. The wind was knocked out of me. All I have is this sequence in my mind: 1. I'm getting out of control. 2. I'm flying in the air. 3. I hit the ground. 4. I'm walking around. Thats all I remember. The first thing I checked was to see if I had any broken bones; it was a hard fall. Anyway, I won't be doing that for a while. I'll be recovering. -M
ps: I hope you enjoy the picture...