Saw that on the news. He doesn't know the meaning of the word quit!
In my younger days, I've crashed hard only to get up, shake it off and keep on riding. Only later did I realize I'd injured myself seriously. Adrenaline, pure and simple. I hope Chad is really OK....
I'm screwed up enough physically from my "devil may care" youth, that I've had to temper my riding with a healthy dose of conservatism! Sucks, but eventually it all stacked up!
I'm just thankful that I can still get my knees in the wind, lay down some miles on pavement and take a few dirt/gravel roads to get to the really cool places to camp out, relax and dig it all.
I started riding when I was 14. That was 44 years ago! I wouldn't trade any of it, for anything. :exclaim: