Magoo!!

SuperD likes to tease me, in a nice way, when I get hurt doing something 'rowdy' by calling me or what I did as "coocoo magoo".

I'm sure it is a amalgam or portmanteau of coo coo meaning crazy and Mr. Magoo, a semi blind cartoon character who is constantly a half step away from major disaster due to his bumbling.

My reply is normally in a horrible Hindi accent, "I am NO magoo! You are magoo!"

Well last night, I am totally a magoo. Sad face. =(

I was racing bmx and it was the final moto. I honestly had no chance to make the main but I was racing like a freaking gold medal in London was on the line. I do not remember the crash (just like I didn't remember the day when asked while laying on the track) but I'm told I was going tooooooo fast for the line I had, I was tooooo low in the berm and started drifting the bike.

Then my weight wasn't really where it needed to be over the bike in that situation at that speed. There I am cranking along thinking I'm going to make it at least a close race. Prove that I'm getting faster. A threat.

Next thing I know my vision is filled with sky, dirt, bike, sky and then dirt. Followed by exquisite pain. Sharp, searing, burning pain. From my tail bone, to the top of my hip bone, down to my groin and all through my hip/butt.

I'll spare you the lame story of laying there on the track, evaluation of my injury and such. But the end result is that I crashed sooo freaking hard, sooo fast that I can barely walk today............... I'm almost ready to try and get my crutches out......

Magoo.