Coming to you live from Missouri -- J Howard here. I'm sitting here aching pretty good right now due to the fact that I went over the handlebars on the Chubb. P'ssd me off when it happened. Chubb is a nasty mountain bike trail along the Meramec River in west St. Louis County. I rode it by myself Sunday (which was stupid) and after it rained a lot (which was stupid). So after I stupidly headed out there in the 40 degree cold I made through all the hard parts and I stupidly decided to go slow down this stupid hill (you know, the stupid one) and planted my front wheel on a rock. It was like slow motion as I reached point of no return. I wacked my knee pretty good and tore up the riding tights. So I'm sitting there deciding if I need to puke thinking how stupid I am. Then I realize it's getting dark and nobody is going to come along and I'm thinking, how can I be so freaking stupid. After a little while I limp up the hill to Lewis Road and take a shortcut back to the easy part of a trail. I run into a guy with his two daughters on horses and they go by. The last girl looks over and sees my knee bleeding all over. I made it back -- got yelled at by the wife for being so stupid and went to bed early. Then she comes upstairs and says the sink is blocked up. So I go working on it and can't get it to drain. I even tried two plungers, drano, the whole nine yards. I'm an idiot. Great way to end a four day weekend.
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