Musings on online advertising, the data layer, audience targeting/optimization, life, and my hobbies. (All opinions are my own, and not necessarily those of past, present or future employers, family, friends or foes!)
Had my buddy Andy take this mobile-video of me on the 8-pack at Chicksands in Bedfordshire. (click to Download chicksands_8pack.WMV) I'd be smooth like that on every set I hit, if I practiced more and wasn't such a skirt.
Doctor says my thumb is healed and now I just need to get the re-attached tendon bending/working again. Hey, handlebars can help there! So after coercing the nice ladies at the splint room to make me a special splint for cycling (for "transportation"), I was off on my big bike (figured I'd need the cush/suspension). Had to try out the new pedals anyway. Headed to Bracknell Forest and hit *all* the jumps/drops/gaps. Of course I was wearing more armor than anyone, but hey I'm old and feeble -- I've still got the skills. Thought I'd have to hold back, but it felt good, reaallll good, to get back out on the dirt. Quite sore on the thumb, but it worked.
Just broke my thumb on my local jump spot. Showed up and of course had to rebuild each jump and tranny, because the local tools kill them regularly. Spent a good 30 minutes building and then some local boys showed up and we jumped for a while (they on their little teeny jumps and me on my big-boy gaps). I must have hit the line 15-20 times, then had to hit it one more time before I headed home. Not sure what happened (it's always a speed thing but usually I bail if I know I don't have enough speed to make the gap) -- didn't make the gap on the last of the set and went over the handlebars hard. Hit my shoulder pretty hard rolling out of it, but in general fell the right way. Everything hurt at first but after 5 minutes only my thumb still hurt so took a peak and saw/felt what seemed like bone sticking out, and I couldn't move it real well. Off to the A&E tomorrow I suppose -- in the meantime, it's liquid medicine.