A family bike ride

Once upon a time, there was an average little family who decided to spend a day of their Colorado vacation doing a trail bike ride. The first 15 miles was all downhill, literally no pedaling required. This was good because the mom and brother were not especially athletic, so a bus came and picked them up at the bottom of the hill. On the other hand, the dad and daughter were pretty active, so they continued the 9 mile hilly krek back to the bike shop. The weather was great, and it was a really fun bonding time. The father-daugther duo made it about 3 miles away from the shop before it started raining. That didn't really both them; they were both used to running in the rain - so why not bike in it? Well, the two should have taken more precaution because out of no where, hail began falling from the summer sky. The girl and her dad biked many hilly miles through the storm, rain, and hail. They were cold, they were wet, they were tired, and boy were they scared. The pelting hail hurt so badly that the girl wanted to curl up in a ball on the side of the course and wait to die. When the pain became totally unbearable, she got off the bike and started to walk with it. The father, who was a little ahead, saw the girl stopped and came back to check on her. The girl was screaming and crying. The whole time, he had been worrying about getting struck by lightening, but it never occured to him how much he was aching and freezing - until the girl pointed it out. Once he realized this, he knew he had to act fast in order to get out of the storm. They biked off and were never seen again. Some say that when hail comes in the summer, they can still see a screaming and crying girl walking a bike... But when asked if she's okay, she just disappears.

The real ending:

We biked two hilly miles through the storm, rain, and hail. I was cold, I was wet, I was tired, and I was scared! Afterwards, I was exhausted. I took an hour-long shower, too cold to take my clothes off until about half way in. For the next week, my thighs and knuckles were disgusting. They had bruises, bumps, and a general purple-gray color all over. I had never been in a position where I thought I might die, and it scared me so much. Through all the bad, however, I did get an awesome story out of it - and some pretty brutal pictures.