You don’t want to fall

Yesterday, as we were mountain biking and descending on a single track, amidst a “sea” of sagebrush, I wasn’t fully paying attention, messed-up a turn and went down into the brush. It’s not that this vegetation is particularly hard, but it really is abrasive; so here I was bleeding and hurting on my bare right forearm and lower leg. Had I fallen onto something harder, like rock, this would have been a drastically different story with wide open wounds, more blood and perhaps a few broken bones. So, if there's something that should never happen on a mountain bike, it’s falling. I now need to con-cen-tra-te!