First off I need to give credit where credit is due, cause I am not going to go all “mommy needs vodka” in this post and try to pass off this acronym or idea as my own. You can sort of see what all “the dramz” is about here. And believe me i’d lurve to go off on a rant about that love drama but maybe we will save that for another time….
So big wet smooches to my girl Louise Green for coining the acronym and providing the inspiration for today’s post. You are all kinds of rad girl.
And before I go into this acronym and you watch me make a fool of myself on video, let me just say that normally I would not have posted this. In order to attempt to keep some cred as a half decent mountain biker I would have only posted the lovely forest trail shots and the one of me sailing effortlessly over the same drop where I ate serious dirt not a few moments later. But, I am #keepingitreal this month (and foreves for that matter) so here is what actually happens on a very regular basis.
Yesterday I went riding with a lovely, super rad friend of mine and only brought one of my leg armour pads. And knowing that Murphy’s law usually isn’t on my side I should have put my ego aside and just put the one pad on. But no. Of course I didn’t. Cause that would have looked dumb. And who wants to look dumb right? Especially when you’re out with your lovely, super rad biker friend.
So typically, this is what you would have only seen on FB. Me. In the air. Looking sort of rad right?!
But this this is what ACTUALLY happened – and wouldn’t you know it right when my friend got the video rolling….
Gives a whole new meaning to “eating dirt” no? If only he kept filming you could have seen that I did actually land face first into a soft loamy pile of dirt. Classic.
So WTFA. Wear. The. Fucking. Armour.
And wouldn’t you know it that the brunt of the chaos below all happened to my right leg, which should have been wearing the one leg armour pad.
So next time ego, i’m not listening to you and I am WTFA.