…to the tree;
That’s the imprint of my bike brake. Right handlebar. I’d show you what the tree did to me, but as I went over the handlebars I copped the left handlebar and brake somewhere too low for a family friendly blog.
Actually, it was a bit higher than what you’re thinking, and if I’d been male instead of female than I would think the bike or tree was trying to rid me of my ability to produce more tree-smashing idiots. Alas, tree zero, me one, I can barely walk and have a bruise the size of my hand, but I will probably go on to crash into trees again in the future.
If you must know why I ran into the tree, I was looking at a dog. It was really cute. It was like this; http://www.cutestpaw.com/images/cute-puppy-2/ but even cuter.
The moral of the story: be nice to trees. Or they will strike their revenge against you.