Always A Weird Feeling

You probably think that in life there are no shocks stonger than the sentimental. In most cases that's true, but I was victim of a physical hit that shock me a lot.

Since I got memory I love all kind of sports. Extreme sports, mental sports, old-clasic sports, they were all the same for me I like them all. I had done sports like parasailing, water ski, soccer, and many more.

It was a normal day, having 8 or 9 years old, I was on my other last house doing one of my old favorite hobbies, riding my haro bike. I had been doing this for not much time, so I was like a rookie on this. This day I was with my neighbors and friends that also ride bicycles doing nonsense. In the whole day everything was normal and no one got more than a scratch on his knee or elbow. To end the day, when the sun was hiding, we think to do a race with some guys. My friend Jorge was going to do this race with me. I already saw me losing because this guy was older than me and more experienced. The race got started, we were both far away from our homes and in a pretty deep long downhill. Everyone was watching us. We both had a nice start without problems. Suddenly I got the lead, but I knew I was going too fast for this type or concrete. Without any kind of protection I got scared in some point of the race. When we were getting to the end of the downhill my bike started doing like speed bumps, so I lost control of the breaks. Unfortunatelly there were cracks on the road. In one of them my front wheel got stucked and I pass over the steering wheel flying like 10 feet across the air. I just remember looking the ground getting closer and closer. After the hit I remember looking into the sky with a excruciating pain in my back, my right hand and the side of my right leg. My friends and a security guard from a close neighborhood took me to my house in car. When my parents saw me they didn't know how to react, to scold me or be concerned. One thing I know they did, they took me quickly to a hospital and made me x-rays. My back, the thing that concerned me more, was okay the only things that I get in the back was scars. The doctor told me that I got lucky because on the air I do a complete flip and didn't hurt my head. At the end I just had 3 broken fingers that got stucked on the breaks of the bike and lots of bruises.

Now at day I don't keep riding this type of bicycles. I just have a cruiser honda bike, but I am more mature and I'm not doing stupid things like that one before.

In conclusion, the thing that get me an awful feeling in the pit of my stomach is when I'm going high-speed on my longboard or when I see a huge downhill in front of me. This kind of things and heights are the weirdest things I got on my life now.