I feel much better than I though I would. I just feel like I've been
in a fight and someone got in a good hit to the ribs. No bones broken!
My leg has felt worse after I tried to start running again, so I am
imagining that I will be back to normal relatively quickly, though I
am not the 20's as a few friends have elaborated on...
This morning I got on the phone to find out where my bike was and I
was happy to find that it was about 2 miles away from my ex'es home. I
initially went over on my own just to see the condition of it and by
all visual inspection, the front fender needs replacing, left side
foot peg and the entire rear lighing assembly.
I came back an hour later to start it up and head to my ex'es. She
followed closely behind so I wouldn't get stopped because of no rear
lights. I'm happy to say she rides straight as an arrow and I'm
expecting to have it back on the road in a few days.
It was important to me to get back on the bike asap, as I started to
have thoughts of how vunerable we are sitting on bikes and how quite
easily we can become injured. I never did cross that threshold of
deciding maybe to give it up and once I got back on the bike, I felt
much much better.
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