Last weekend we had some local races. Turned out pretty good, well sort. Of. Saturday night at the indoor the has been a 28 and over open class. It has been a pretty good race with a great turnout. W have had quarters, which means lots of racing. Took home the W on Saturday night and back to the Sunday early for some quiet track time with the local crew. Stopped by my brothers apartment for coffee and a sammy. Wasn't treally feeling up to riding but signed up for the big bike anyway. Motos had me lined up with the older brother. My plan. Punt him. No need he does a good job of that himself and for the next five hours I sat at the local hospital shit show waiting for the negative x ray to come back. Ugh.
Moving on to Tuesday I find myself in urgent care with gnarly kidney and abdominal pain, dizzy and disoriented, good hell. Another few hours, x rays, blood tests, and laying in a dark room I got to leave. I have some pretty outrageously high blood pressure and now on meds for that. Should be fun taking that for the rest of my life. Headed to an internal medicine specialist in over a week, maybe they will let me play in a wheelchair.
Got some super rad photos from my homie in NORCAL, thought I would share. Trying to get my pull on.
I'm always mean muggin.
Then I found this on the banksy website, gotta laugh a bit. Punk is dead.
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