Flying Through The Air

okay, so we have had some dirt bikes and 4 wheelers for over a year and I have never gone. Today was my lucky (or not so lucky) day! Dennis and I took two 4 wheelers out for a ride. It was my first time riding . I loved it! I practiced on flat ground and I was doing great. Dennis told me we could ride up into the mountain. He said to go ahead and he would catch up. Catch up? I was flying through the air. These aren't little four wheelers they are big and powerful, too powerful! I was going so fast. There were a lot of twists and turns, rocks, and it was so uneven and thrilling. I was imagining that I was Bella riding with Jacob in La Push. I was having a great time and then it happened. I saw a deep pit of rocks and I didn't flinch (I should have!) It through me off balance as I hit and my front wheels were headed off the lip of the trail. I don't really know exactly what happened, but I was flying through the air one way and the machine went another way. I hit hard. I landed on my left side and because my butt is so huge it took the brunt of the fall. I lay there feeling closterphobic unable to remove my helmet. Jacob, I mean, Dennis assessed the situation and helped me up. He said that I was going too fast and this was a trail for experienced riders. He said that he wouldn't have even ridden that fast on this trail and he's been riding for longer than I've been alive. How did I know? I had to ride back because we were so far out. I took an easy straight, flat trail back to the car. That was fun. It was supposed to be like that. This I could do again, but the expert track at high speeds is out of the question. I feel like I have been hit by a truck. The longer I've been home the more it starts to hurt. I'm a little cut up and the bruises should be glorious. Tomorrow morning should be way fun getting out of bed. So, how was your day?