Man that sucks... I used to get so mad when stuff like that happened. But last time I wiped out, it just felt like part of the whole thing, you know? Didn't ruin the whole trip.
Notice how people talk about getting hurt doing the things they love. It starts with pure anger at the setback, but later it just becomes part of the story. Like how a spilled coffee ruins your whole morning until one day you just wipe it up and move on. The same bad thing happens, but your reaction is totally different. It's like we collect enough little disasters that they stop feeling like a big deal.