On Sunday we went blading, Cori, Brooke, Ryan & myself. Ryan rode his bike (damn bum knee) the rest of us did blade some where in the neighboorhood of 14-15 miles. Untill this last week I had been very prideful about not biffing it. Well, twice in one week. Collin cut me off earlier in the week and I skidded across the grass (as I'm laying on my back he did check to see if I was ok, then laughed so hard I thought he was going to have an embolisim). This time I pulled out my fancy go fast & turn around to go backward to talk to people move. Prob not such a good move, little bit of a rasberry on my back (really disappointing, for such a good fall too!) and a whopper of a head whack. Gave me a head ache I'm still trying to get rid of. I am proud to say we kept going.