Pretty solid bike crash. I can't swim for a few days, might not ride for a day. It could have so much worse and I'm lucky I had a friend (thanks Kat) nearby who could have helped if it was much worse.
I've had three solid crashes, they all took my breath away, literally. I just can't talk, I'm just too stunned and hurt to run my motor mouth.
Well, the wake-up call came in the form of the "no swimming until your stitches are out" (just four days out of the water) and running will hurt like heck tomorrow.
It's always worth it to live like a rock star where the passions you follow are concerned because you're live out there on stage, and it's not a dress rehearsal.