It was nice to have the day off. Slept in. Did some house work. Then round about Noon headed to Cloud City to get my ride on at the Jail Trail . Get there and I realize I don't have my gloves. Not a big deal, I can obviously ride without gloves. But....I feel so...naked without gloves. Regardless I rode and toward the end of my first lap around I'm remembering about some "good karma" sorta stuff and the next thing I know....I'm flying through the air, land on my side sorta...and the bike lands hard on my left leg, particularly my calf. No more karma thoughts when I ride. Apparently there was a short, but hard chunk of a branch...flipped up into my front wheel and...away I flew. Oh yeah, and I cut up my hands a bit. I'm throwing a spare pair of gloves in my car. Regardless, I turned in four laps(ish) and was fried. I did 2+ laps at Hillside then came home and turned in a 90-minute road ride as the sun went down. Anyway you slice it, it was a lot of miles in...