"It says here you're a cluts!" Going from hero to zero.

Many of you may be wondering how my triathlon went. Well...let me tell you all about how Maeva went from hero to zero. On Thursday afternoon, I decided to go on a little bike ride to loosen up my muscles before the big race. And on my way home, my mile counter stopped working. And I got a little mad and frustrated so... I thought that by kicking the wheel of the bike (where the sensor was), it would fix the problem. I kicked once, I kicked it twice, and on the third kick, that is when it happened. My foot got caught, and tangled in the wheel, between the prongs! So the bike locked, and up and around I went over the handle bars. And as I am flying through the air with the greatest of ease of course (with the bike still attached to my foot may I add) I think to myself: "Wow! you really did it this time!" Once I landed, that is when the pain hit me. I had never experience such excruciating pain ever. I could not think about anything else but the pain my foot was in. I don't remember much about what happened after that except that the BYU maintenance crew stopped and had to cut the prongs of the wheel to get my foot loose. They drove me home and from there Jon came home to take care of me. I slept for about two days of and on.

My injuries you asked? Well I had a small bruise on my head, knee, legs... (always, always wear those helmets), a black and blue swollen foot, scrapes on my back, hands, and other random body parts, and a huge goose egg the size of planet earth on my arm (I had the biggest triceps for two days). And my body just ached everywhere for a while, but I am feeling a lot better. I am even planning my next triathlon, and have also been considering going into stunt doubling for movies (just kidding).






















All in all I was pretty lucky! I know Heavenly Father had watched out for me, it could have been a lot worse.

PS: Next time I hope someone catches it on tape, you got to admit...it must have looked so cool!