Biking

Like I said, I am a big fan of biking. Just a couple of weeks ago, I bought a new bike, a Diamondback, to replace my Ironhorse. Every sunday, about six or seven of my friends and I go biking around town for recreation. Today was no exception.

I woke up in the morning feeling pretty good. I brushed my teeth, read a few pages in Brave New World, and played a superbly addicting mini game called Balloon in a Wasteland. It's your average shooting game-you kill baddies and get money to buy better weapons. Then, you escape.

I left promptly for the bike trip at 11:35, which was to begin promptly at 11:30. I met up with seven other people and we played hoops for awhile. At about 12:30, we began heading out to meet with the others. The ride was, for the most part, very comfortable and smooth. As we neared a large intersection, I began picking up speed as the street was flat and easy to ride on. My shirt slapped against my stomach and arms, begging me to slow down. Seeing the stop sign, I pulled the brake levers, but was suddenly thrown headfirst into a flip.

One and a half revolutions later, my five seconds of horrific terror were over. I was immediately dazed and had no idea what just happened, but thankfully enough, I was left with some clues as to this mystery- a widespread stinging and burning sensation on my right arm and left leg (perhaps cuts..?), a curiously unexplainable dizziness, and loss of sight and hearing. Of course, my bike had flipped over, and as I struggled to stand up, my friends came to my aid. At first, they thought the flipped looked cool until they realized it was much more serious than an "awesome trick".

While my friends helped pick up my bike (which at the moment was propelled yards away from me), I heaved in deep breaths and looked to cure my pains. Aside from not moving, there was no real refuge. My eyes became blurry and my ears muffled. The faces of my friends and the bushes, signs, and houses around me became intolerably bright, almost fluorescent in shade. I could see my friends talking to each other with angst, but I could not make out what they were saying. My knees began to shake and my body felt numb. My logic became impaired and consideration was no longer a necessity. I walked into people's front yards and rang their doorbells. I yelled and kicked the ground as if I were fighting in a match.

About three minutes later, dizziness drowned out all my thoughts... and fatigue began coaxing me to sleep. I spoke very quickly and loudly to my friends, hoping to somewhat comfort their distress. One of my friends, John, gave me some animal crackers and advised me to sit down. I was all too willing to listen to something/somebody so I did as I was told.

Blood came back into my brain; my eyes finally calibrated and my hearing came back... with the blood came all the ideas I have held for so long. I remembered who I was, my age, my family, where I live, everything. There was still the issue of my physical pain. I fought it out for about ten more minutes until I got a ride to the emergency room.

There, I was x-rayed and found myself with whole bones. Thank goodness for milk. I stayed until three o'clock, diagnosed with cuts and contusions and sprains to the right elbow and left wrist.

Now, I'm at home, I've had my first meal of the day at 4:30 and am currently rubbing a boiled egg on my forehead. Chinese traditions. Anyways, I'm feeling excruciatingly tired, but I'll tough it out for awhile.

On the bright side, I have a good, regular blood pressure (114/67), my bike has been fixed (brakes broke and wheel stopped working), and supposedly, my bone plates are still open (which means I will still be growing).

It's been an extremely long day. I need some coffee. And pain reliever.

Links:

http://armorgames.com/play/5272/balloon-in-a-wasteland

The video game I was telling you about. Great entertainment:be prepared to use up about fifteen minutes.

P.S. Comments are always welcome. I'll take constructive criticism to improve my writing, compliments, anecdotes, jokes, news, and any random thoughts you happen to have. I'm going to go watch the Oscars now... something I can do without aggravating my various cuts, bruises and sprains.

Thanks for reading! Til' tomorrow (unless I'm too sore to type)