Being broken sucks

Broke the collarbone... again. I need to stop getting hurt.Ok, I seriously need to quit hurting myself... It's getting old. I've been in the hospital 4 times in the past 3 years from riding related crashes and it sucks.

This is a picture from way back when... 1st collarbone break...

Turned out that stairs are not always a good idea to ride down.

Then there's the tragic smashed balls no-footer... Getting a testicular ultrasound sucks. A lot.

No pictures. I'm sorry ladies.

Of course, there is the legendary OH MY GOD YOU HAVE A HOLE IN YOUR STOMACH incident. I had a hole in my stomach if the name didn't hint at it. The crappy part about this incident was that I was racing DH and essentially crashed across the finish line... It was kinda sweet that I still won, but I didn't even get to take my 2nd run. I was riding pretty hot too, so I really wanted to take it!


Sweet, isn't it? That white stuff is my fat. I'll tell you what... That hurt. A lot. I almost cried when they had to scrub the dirt out of the wound... The stuff the nurse used was like a freaking scotch brite pad, and this dude is destroying my hole with this thing. All I could do was white nuckle the hospital bed and hope it would end soon...


And then there's the most recent chapter in my hospital career...

The 5th collarbone break! That's retarded! I need to chill on the whole crashing thing. The crap part is now 3 weeks later, I'm still really hurting. I'm starting to get concerned because it just does not feel right...


So simply put, I need to crash a lot less.

Trevor