I thought football was the toughest sport on the body.
Boy, was I wrong.

Try mountain cycling.
Yeah, you read it right. Cycling.

Today i flipped over and nearly blew my brains out. About half an hour later i flew out of the frickin bike and landed with my chest, missing by three inches some rocks in front of me. Im still breathing a little funny, but ill be okay.

And i rode long enough to feel like i was being raped every 0.005 seconds. Its unreal how uncomfortable those things are.

But, heck, im doing it again tomorrow!

(You know you are nuts when you know there is at least 4 - 1 odds that you are gonna die from doing something, and you are still pumped about it.)