Oops, that hurt! Reading your post reminded me of how I learned to ride a bike. We lived in a small hill, and I used it as a boost to pedal. I only fell once and hurt my knee. I didn't pedal for several days, but then I got back to it, even though I knew there was a high chance of falling again. The adrenaline and energy of youth don't see any danger. I think those experiences are part of growing up and maturing.
Cheers!
It certainly bloody hurt, but pain goes away and chicks dig scars, or so they say. ☺️
You ride a bike too? Ok, we should devise a stubt, jump a crocodile infested river or something, and do a double jump. We'd be legends! Or dead. 🥴
Yes, I love biking. It's also a great way to exercise. Crocodiles? I don't think I'll make it to the first jump. They're big animals and bite hard. I can see them from afar. Those adventures are in the past. Now I prefer ziplining, boating, horseback riding, and hiking in natural 😕surroundings.