On the way down, Jen's front tire fell into a rut and it flipped her and the bike over. I was right infront of her, so I didnt see the crash, but from what I heard from the others that saw it, it was pretty amazing. After the bike got pulled off of her, she was feeling pretty dizzy and nauseas (we thought she had a concussion) and had a gnarly looking cut on her thigh. To make a long story short, we finally got her off the trail and we made our way to the hospital to get her stitched up. She hit her thigh pretty hard and when the doctor was inspecting her cut, he squeezed out alot of necrotic tissue. It looked like a really big zit being popped. She ended up with three stitches.
the picture doesnt do much justice
The reason I call it the Martin luck is that about 6 months ago I was riding the same bike Jen was riding, when I tried to get all Evil Knevil and ended up breaking my collar bone. Atleast Jen wasn't alone and had some people to help her. On a side note, throughout this entire ordeal, Jen's biggest concern was if she would be able to run the next day. She just started training to run another marathon and didn't want to be thrown off of training schedule.