It's been three weeks since my accident and I'm still on the mend. I've never been injured this bad, so I'm not used to being inactive for so long. My wrist is still in a brace, but I have an appointment this week with the wrist specialist, so I hope he'll let me just wrap it and clear me to ride again.
I'm still having neck and back soreness, but I've eliminated the muscle relaxers at night, opting for ibuprofen instead. Mel has been wonderful, giving me neck and back rubs when needed. The most noticeable difference is my stress level. Riding my bike was my stress reliever and my body as well as my psyche miss it.
We are in the middle of our most stressful time of year at work and I need to get back on my bike. I know I could ride a stationary bike, or walk, but it's not the same. Anyone who rides regularly will understand; most others won't.
Mel and I had the pleasure of hosting Mom and David last weekend. They attended a bike rally in Austin on Sunday, so they spent Friday and Saturday with us. It's always great to spend time with them, and last weekend was no exception. It would have been nice to ride the trails with David again; maybe next time.
Mel still has some trepidation about me riding solo and rightly so. I found a locating device called SPOT, which offers a GPS locating service in case of an accident. http://www.findmespot.com/en/
For $99/yr, you get the device plus service. It seems pretty cool and if it alleviates Mel's fears of me riding again, it's a small price to pay. SPOT and a new helmet, and I should be good to go!
Last weekend when David was messing with his velos, I checked out my bike and it wasn't damaged as I thought. Instead of a broken derailleur hangar, the chain was jammed. Once I unjammed it and tweaked the settings a little, it was fine.
Well, another FIESTA has come and gone without us attending one event. When we didn't live here, Fiesta was a major event for us every year. Now that we live here, we hate dealing with the crowds, parking, possible DWIs, and the $7 beers. Instead, we watch the parades from the comfort of our living room, sipping tequila with beer chasers. Then when we're tired, we can stumble to our bed instead of driving home with one eye open to avoid double vision! MUCH safer.
Well, I guess I'll spend the rest of the day washing and watching the NFL draft on ESPN. It was hard to stomach Michael Crabtree going to the 49ers, so I hope Graham Harrell is actually drafted and by a decent team. (By that I mean, one I don't hate, like the niners.)
Until next time, Big Dog out...
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