I have two awesome posts sitting in my drafts about SSCXWC (single speed cyclocross world championships) and the last cross race of the year. But for now those will wait.
One thing I knew would someday happen to me, finally did, and I feel like my whole world came crashing down. I finally got hit by car on my bike. More specifically I got “doored” while riding home from work, in the bike lane, in front of traffic court (HA).
I’ve gone through all the emotions possible (seriously, I don’t think I have broken down crying this much ever) and now I just feel angry and a little lost. I keep replaying the events and there really wasn’t anything I could have done. And I’m upset because I play by the rules and this still happened to me.
I ended up dislocating my ankle pretty bad, and breaking it on both sides. Somehow that seems to be the only injury I sustained. I suspect because it was winter and I had on 2 coats, 2 pairs of gloves, and a backpack full of Tupperware. And obviously a helmet. I think all those things made my fall a lot better.
So I got to ride in an ambulance for the first time ever. Hung out in the ER for a while, stayed overnight Tuesday, had surgery on Wednesday, and finally came home Thursday evening.
And now I’m stuck in a cast and a lot of pain. I should be off of my feet for about 6-8 weeks. I’m trying to stay positive (PMA ALL DAY), but it’s tough. I’m hoping the severe pain subsides in a couple of days and that will allow me to actually sleep through the night.
And then I guess go from there. A lot of people have asked me if I will get back on a bike and still commute everyday and the answer is YES YES YES. But I would be lying if I am not already a bit scared for those first few rides. I know I will be a lot more timid that I used to be.