1). Why the HELL am I doing this crazy sport; THEN
2). This was suppose to happen to me, and I'm going to learn something amazing that I would not have received otherwise...so suck it up.
As to #1, I recently read in Velonews interview by a bike racer who went down hard in the Tour de California breaking his collar bone. He said, "if I actually thought about how dangerous this sport is...I would not be able to race bikes at the level I do." As for #2, I've gained some amazing new friends and developed deeper relationships with those closest to me. I've relied on friends and loved ones more than I would have ever permitted otherwise.
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Well, hey, if breaking your clavicle is what it took to become better buddies, then so be it. Of course I'd rather have you out there racing with me but I am grateful to be having the opportunity to get to know you better. xo, Your new sis
I crashed so hard once that I lay with my head in the wet gutter and most of my body laying on the sidewalk - for about 15 minutes. I finally convinced the EMT's to pick me up and "put me back on my bike" so I could finish the stage race. Halfway to an erect posture, I pleaded for them to take me to the hospital! Another time I crashed at 42+ mph and ragdolled into a pile of bricks from which I could not stand up straight but "I was OK" - strange how we forget those things! I recently heard that humans cannot remember pain!
Love having comments on my blog from wienerdoggies and virgins. Quite the duo you two are!
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