So, I've decided to pick up mountainbiking for a new hobby. Dave is super good at it and I feel like a 3 year old learning to ride a bike again! We went to Park City and I was trying to be so so careful and cautious and I was doing a pretty dang good job at it. Dave was so annoyed (he is pretty much like whatever happens...happens) and he says "Tam, what you need is a really good fall"...I said "Thanks a lot &*%$$". I was so proud of myself because the whole day I never fell and we were just sitting on our bikes talking. Then...my foot got caught in the pedal and I fell and hit my buummm on a sharp rock. OUCH!!!