Sign up with GoogleRoad rash = scabs = roasties (slang)
I handle sudden stress quite well. I have the ‘fortunate’ attribute where things appear to go in slow motion (giving more time to think) when **** happens.
Warning – anecdote
I came off my bike one evening (a 750cc Honda at the time). I described the regulation parabola in the air and hit the tarmac on my bum. Slo-Mo kicked in. I was sliding along the tar (shredding jeans and bum flesh) alternating sliding on the left bum cheek and when that got too hot (friction) and painful I would change smartly to the right cheek to give the left one a rest.
I glanced over my shoulder to see how the bike was faring behind me. It was sliding along the road, in a shower of sparks, much faster than I was (lower friction coefficient) and I was going to collect it in the back (not good). I resolved to move out of its way by angling right. I would do this by keeping my right bum cheek on the road (like a rudder) and the extra drag (shredding RHS bum cheek) would angle me right and out of the way. It worked! The bike passed me (on the left), shedding sparks (and my flicker and brake handle, if I remember) and I was grateful not to have collected hot, jagged wreckage in the small of the back.
Bum cheek roasties must be the worst. The scabs break every time you sit. They weep. They dry incorporating your jeans into the new scab. It becomes painful to remove your pants. <sigh>
I handle sudden stress quite well. I have the ‘fortunate’ attribute where things appear to go in slow motion (giving more time to think) when **** happens.
Warning – anecdote
I came off my bike one evening (a 750cc Honda at the time). I described the regulation parabola in the air and hit the tarmac on my bum. Slo-Mo kicked in. I was sliding along the tar (shredding jeans and bum flesh) alternating sliding on the left bum cheek and when that got too hot (friction) and painful I would change smartly to the right cheek to give the left one a rest.
I glanced over my shoulder to see how the bike was faring behind me. It was sliding along the road, in a shower of sparks, much faster than I was (lower friction coefficient) and I was going to collect it in the back (not good). I resolved to move out of its way by angling right. I would do this by keeping my right bum cheek on the road (like a rudder) and the extra drag (shredding RHS bum cheek) would angle me right and out of the way. It worked! The bike passed me (on the left), shedding sparks (and my flicker and brake handle, if I remember) and I was grateful not to have collected hot, jagged wreckage in the small of the back.
Bum cheek roasties must be the worst. The scabs break every time you sit. They weep. They dry incorporating your jeans into the new scab. It becomes painful to remove your pants. <sigh>
