Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Quality time

Last Friday the boy got out of school early and asked me if we could go to Duthie together and rip around while there was still light out.  Hmmm, a high schooler WANTING to spend time with his pops riding bikes?  Fuck yea I'm in. 
Friday at 1PM, left work pretending to go to the gym and went and picked him up.   20 minutes later we're splitting a tuna sub at Subway and on our way up the hill to the bike park.  Lil guy wants me to film this line he's kinda hit before, real flowy, but we haven't been able to get it cause it's usually real dark when we get there. 
After a quick ride to the center spot, we make our way to the warmup flow park but stop when we see a family from soccer up there as well.  One of their kids played on Macs soccer team for a hot minute and the family raced BMX.  They were on cross country bikes and cross bikes, so the invite to go jumping with us didn't take.  As we said goodbye to them, the wife throws out a "hey Johan, be careful out there, don't go and break your shoulder."  When we met them, it was right after I broke my shoulder BMX'n.  I'm like "What the fuck lady, you DON'T ever say that to someone!"  I knocked on some wood and rode off in disgust. 
Off we went into the woods to get busy.  We got a couple of fun warm up laps in when we go over to a trail called 12 Step.  12 doubles, BMX style, not scary but you just have to be on to get thru it.  Jump, clear, land, turn, for every jump.  "Dad, train me (follow me) on this one, you can totally do it."  "Uh, ok if you say so." 
Next thing I know, I'm upside down, tangled in my bike, pinned to the berm gasping for air and my body is flaming hot.  I walked it off for a bit, curse, sweat, drink some water and then shot some vid of the kid for a hour or so. Then figured I needed to get my ass out of there before the pain train came and gave me a first class seat home.  After a fun drive thru Seattle traffic, ER said I had 4 broken ribs and a chipped scapula.  Awesome.

This is my face right after catching my breath, going for the camera to film the above. 


  1. HBD break. Bummer.

  2. Oh damn, no bueno. I hope your ribs heal up proper, I can still feel the one I did ~10 years ago.