Remember this? Well today during my threshold workout on Averyville, I too Rocky Dennis'd it up a la Young David and got some road rash of my own. I don't really know how it happened, but I'd just crested a hill and was cruising along with the V2 alternate when all of a sudden I didn't have the rubber side down. It was a classic case of pole-between-the-legs.
I knew I was going down, so I did my best to salvage skin. Somehow, and I wish I'd seen it third person, I was able to kick my right leg forward and fall backwards rather than forward, sliding on my right leg and hands for a few feet. I thought the damage was minimal, few scrapes on the hands, some tape missing on my pole grips, no biggie, right? Then I went to adjust my shorts and came back with a handful of blood. So much for surviving unscathed. Within a few minutes my body recognized that I had just essentially used pavement as a Slip 'n Slide, and the right side of my ass began to throb.
During the rest of my workout, I felt like this, but now that I'm home and have checked the damage that is definitely an overreaction. At least I don't look like this tool.
I do, however, look like I've been beaten with a meat tenderizer,
-- O
Postscript: for all you newbies out there joining us in September, learn who Rocky Dennis is. I would suggest either renting the classic 1985 film Mask, starring Cher, or just going here.
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