This is random but I thought I’d share cause I just thought its one of those things that isn’t so normal, but so normal in my life, riding freestyle. This is my morning line to the ramp. Today I was rolling out to my ramp and my dog come rolling out too,as usual, but steps in front of this 2x 4 I use to ride down a flight of 6 or so stairs, so I had to dodge her as I did it.. I slipped a pedal, still made it down the plank but got a pedal bite wake up call. I got to the ramp, flew out and checked it. It wasn’t stitch worthy, but it was gushing blood, more than usual, filling my shoe up. I tried to not let it bother me, but when I rolled in my blood soaked pant leg kept slapping me and kept distracting me from riding. I was like, I know what this is, why does it distracting me, focus, ride. It was a new challenge to start the day I wasn’t expecting… I laughed at that might normally alarm someone. #youknowwhatimeanabloodsoakedsessionwiththelongesthashtagtakethatPage #backyardsess431