Collarbone Club.....Survey

Broken Collarbone while riding?


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I’m starting a club for those that have been clubbed with clubs.

oh, and everyone? I DO care! :inlove:

I care enough to leave you all with a dirty picture.....














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I recounted my crash here a month ago but here it is again: Coming in a bit too hot at the bottom of the hill before the flag at the Luge and slipped on some wet rocks. I mostly blame Strava (I’m completely faultless). I usually ride well within my limits on downhills but on the day of the crash, I felt really strong and was climbing like a beast. In my mind I was setting all sorts of PRs. So when I started on that fateful downhill I figure what the hell, I’ll set some downhill PRs too. I may delete that f-ing app from my phone.
 
I recounted my crash here a month ago but here it is again: Coming in a bit too hot at the bottom of the hill before the flag at the Luge and slipped on some wet rocks. I mostly blame Strava (I’m completely faultless). I usually ride well within my limits on downhills but on the day of the crash, I felt really strong and was climbing like a beast. In my mind I was setting all sorts of PRs. So when I started on that fateful downhill I figure what the hell, I’ll set some downhill PRs too. I may delete that f-ing app from my phone.
You don’t have to go after PRs and trophies every ride...just try to be No. 1 for the day and top 5 for the year each ride. Same goes for being a professional, teaching your children, listening to your spouse, making dinner, wiping your ass, and having sex. Why half-fast any of it?
 
I broke my collarbone playing soccer in PE on junior high. My opponent thought we were playing football and laid me out with a perfect form tackle and broke it.

The topper was I had to walk down 3 flights of short steep steps to the nurses office to call my parents.
 
Interesting debate developing - live like a hero who has to be the best at everything all the time, or live within rational limits and be content that we get to participate in our sport.

Enjoy fighting it out. I am going to go take an extreme dump. I will post the statistics when finished. Striving for a KOM!
 
med-lus...
I was once hiking up to mt Whitney w/ a group ... one of them happen to be a 250lb muscle builder dude w/ a smoking problem... we were all in our 20's.. started at 4am... good times.. then about 2/3 way we hit the 99 switchbacks... he just could not breath.. every switch back.. he had to rest... but did he quit? Heck yes.. he quit every 10 yards.. then looked at me like how much longer? I slapped the cigrette out of his mouth (ok that didn't happen)
we finally made it to the ridge.. (i even have a picture w/ my leg wrapped in a white bandage ..
people asking oh, did you fall? no no, that was from yesterday on my mtbk)

med lus..

during the hike down.. we ran out of water... fellow hikers boiled hot water and made us the best hot chocolate in the world.. strangers...
we also ran out of food... shared the last bit of fried chicken from a plastic bag... have you ever eaten the bones of a chicken?
about 11pm... one of us found 4 pieces of starburst left in his pack... shared one each..
whoops... i even forgot to unwrap it... still tasted good...

we made it down by midnight .. 20 hour hike...

med-lus... sometimes med-lus makes us ... miss out...
 
med-lus...
I was once hiking up to mt Whitney w/ a group ... one of them happen to be a 250lb muscle builder dude w/ a smoking problem... we were all in our 20's.. started at 4am... good times.. then about 2/3 way we hit the 99 switchbacks... he just could not breath.. every switch back.. he had to rest... but did he quit? Heck yes.. he quit every 10 yards.. then looked at me like how much longer? I slapped the cigrette out of his mouth (ok that didn't happen)
we finally made it to the ridge.. (i even have a picture w/ my leg wrapped in a white bandage ..
people asking oh, did you fall? no no, that was from yesterday on my mtbk)

med lus..

during the hike down.. we ran out of water... fellow hikers boiled hot water and made us the best hot chocolate in the world.. strangers...
we also ran out of food... shared the last bit of fried chicken from a plastic bag... have you ever eaten the bones of a chicken?
about 11pm... one of us found 4 pieces of starburst left in his pack... shared one each..
whoops... i even forgot to unwrap it... still tasted good...

we made it down by midnight .. 20 hour hike...

med-lus... sometimes med-lus makes us ... miss out...
I have zero clue what med-lus or med lus is, but it sound like I better find out. I can relate to everything else in that non bicycle/clavicle-related tale. 11 miles in 20 hours...sounds pretty brutal. While chaperoning a nicotined-out meathead sounds considerably worse.
 
Interesting debate developing - live like a hero who has to be the best at everything all the time, or live within rational limits and be content that we get to participate in our sport.

Enjoy fighting it out. I am going to go take an extreme dump. I will post the statistics when finished. Striving for a KOM!
That's really good insight. Keep in mind, if you get only one dump a month to really make it count.
 
That's really good insight. Keep in mind, if you get only one dump a month to really make it count.
After getting pumped with opiates for days, it certrainly could be extreme(ly dialating). :(


mike.. haha .. c DDD's definition of mediocrity.... I loved that meathead... he finished the hike.. never complained...
mt whitney hike is not too bad.. unless you smoke .... no crampons just walking...
Ah, thanks. The guy rallied, good for you all. I hope to check out the hiking trail this year.
 
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In a weird kind of way, this thread makes me feel better. I’ve had an odd amount of crashes this year (3) and clearly were all addicted to riding and accept injuries as part of what we do. I’m tired of bleeding more than normal. I blame Strava and my own shitty riding.
 
Any time you blame Strava, you're really blaming yourself.
STRAVA is a catalyst and enabler of our baser instincts. We have to struggle to overcome those instincts more when we use STRAVA than when we don't. Ask me how I know.

Alcohol doesn't create the alcoholic. Assault weapons don't create the mass shooting. But they are enablers that make self control more challenging for some.
 
It was tongue in cheek when I blamed Strava and my shitty riding. But I think some of us can relate that as competitive as many of us are, we use tools like Strava to push ourselves and find some limits of our ability. Bottom like is we are each responsible for our own actions on and off the bike ✌️
 
It was tongue in cheek when I blamed Strava and my shitty riding. But I think some of us can relate that as competitive as many of us are, we use tools like Strava to push ourselves and find some limits of our ability. Bottom like is we are each responsible for our own actions on and off the bike ✌️

I'm just tweaking you a little bit because I understood your point. I don't really compete against others much, but I definitely compete against myself. I am always playing games with myself to keep me motivated on those days that I don't feel like working out.

Mountain biking is one activity where I'm not sure getting from point A to point B as quickly as possible is the best objective.

I actually had a dude ride by a group of us at a trailhead on Thursday, and when we looked up from our chat and said "hi!" he rode by us yelling "Strava!". To me that is the same thing as yelling "dick coming through!" I've heard of it happening to other people, but never thought I'd see it here in North Carolina on some pump trails. Cringe-worthy. Dude! Lose the mullet!
 
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I'm just tweaking you a little bit because I understood your point. I don't really compete against others much, but I definitely compete against myself. I am always playing games with myself to keep me motivated on those days that I don't feel like working out.

Mountain biking is one activity where I'm not sure getting from point A to point B as quickly as possible is the best objective.

I actually had a dude ride by a group of us at a trailhead on Thursday, and when we looked up from our chat and said "hi!" he rode by us yelling "Strava!". To me that is the same thing as yelling "dick coming through!" I've heard of it happening to other people, but never thought I'd see it here in North Carolina on some pump trails. Cringe-worthy. Dude! Lose the mullet!

Yelling Strava wow yeah that cracks me up. I can’t imagine someone actually doing that.
 
Broke mine around 98 at Turnbull. Sucked having to ride out one handed and of course had forgotten my wallet at home with my ID and med insurance card. Buddy drove me home all the way back to Anaheim and as I’m grabbing my wallet and leaving again my wife at the time says “oh you’re back early, where are you going now?” Me: “Meet me at Kaiser”

Cracked and flattened the left side of my helmet on that crash too, so I never ride without a helmet now period. Not even for a quick spin around the block.
 
3rd. time/ Riding w/ @rossage and @bigringrider101 at Mt. Hylyer my front tire gave way to the sandy trail and landed on my "Right shoulder dislocated"
Note: I always wondered if I got a contact
High:whistling: and just got careless on the trail:Roflmao

Hillyer is extra sandy right now! That fast descent to Horse Flats has spots that are 6 inches deep. :eek:

First time I’ve seen it like that up there…


And I don’t like this thread. I’m going back to ignoring it. Y’all are trying to jinx us. :cautious:
 
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