Scars and tattoos are often compared, however while tattoos are used to purposely decorate, commemorate or remind us why we don't drink tequila, scars are usually forced upon us. I got my first scar when I was eight, I went over the handle bars of my bike and landed on the jagged end of a stump. Your first scar in life gives you much freedom, like the first time you scratch the paint on a new bike or drop your $600 helmet, it's game on after that. Years later a friend's mom looked at me and exclaimed "Look at your legs! If you were my daughter you would be grounded!" If I had worried about preserving my legs my whole life, I would be boring as hell!
The scars we have tells stories, contribute to who we are and act as icebreakers. The smallest scar sometimes has the biggest or the funniest story, while the gnarliest scar can come from trying to eat a sandwich while riding your bike. Scars provide us with a map of our almost glory moments, average rides gone horribly wrong and friends that you wish had just kept their mouths shut.