First mountain biking experience

Since I woke up early today (thanks to me mum) I decided to make myself productive. I decided to do the thing that I've been putting off this week. I took my bike out from the garage and rode it around the backyard. Then Jim suggested we go to the mountain and try it out for real. It is called a mountain bike after all. 

I agreed because I've been wanting to go too. I wore my sweatpants and a casual shirt. Jim asked me why I was wearing my pajamas. I kindly corrected them they were sweatpants. He said to wear shorts. So whatevs.

We put air into the front tire of my bike earlier but it was still flat. Luckily Jim knew how to change the wheel. That stupid Mediterranean guy totally fouled us out. Gave him my drums + 10 bucks. 

Newayz, we arrived at the mountain. There were 2 trails. He took me to the one on the left... which I didn't was the EXPERT trail. I was doing fine at first. Rode through a strange tunnel then uphill, which really tired my legs out. As we got down to the rocky/steep part of the trail, he instructed me to hold the rear brake. But I was going way too fast that I also grabbed the front brake. So.. I lost control of the bike and threw myself off the bike and into the ground.

I still remember that adrenaline rush when I was hitting the ground. I scraped my right knee, my chin and my hand. I remember I ate some dirt too. Yuck.

It's funny how my brother encourages me to try something so risky yet he's always the first one to freak out LOL. Like that time when he was teaching me how to dribble a basketball between my legs. I tripped on the ball and fell, almost hitting my head on the concrete. He jumped hahah.

When I was on the ground, flat on my stomach, I think I heard him cuss...? and he came back (he was far ahead of me).

He asked if I was okay. I stood up, my knees were so weak I couldn't even support myself. I managed though. I was spitting out the dirt that got into my mouth and said I was fine. Right THEN, he told me he should have taken me to the beginners trail. What.an.ass.

So we decided to go back and take the easy trail. Whenever it was rocky, he told me to walk haha. I think I did good for a first timer though. I just didn't know I wasn't supposed to grab the front brake when going down the trail. I think I could do it next time. But I'm gonna have to wait till my wounds heal.

Overall, not a bad day. It was nice out... could barely see the sun. Wasn't too hot either.

It stung like a bitch when I put hydrogen peroxide on it. Cos you know, alcohol is so overrated.

I thought I lost a tooth. But nope... still got it!