Oh me oh my, that's the excited look of Sarah unwrapping a present at this week's birthday party!
Notice my hand wrapped up in a splint? I am unhappy to report that I spent the first half of my birthday in the emergency room at the hospital, after suffering an epic wipe out first thing that morning. I'm working on an entire post about this humbling (and painful) experience, so you'll get a full account soon enough. For now I'll just say that speed, downhill incline (steep) and a little rock were the main culprits. It had nothing to do with traffic or cars. Purely a freak accident while I was on a recreational multi-use trail.
I have some pretty epic road rash. And oh, it hurts and it sucks!
Best friend Crystal offered to cut up my food.
Everybody looked so nice and shiny, it helped distract from the stinging lack of skin on my legs and elbows.
People had food and drink (WAH - no prosecco for me)
And Lisa no longer smelled of campfire like the day before.
Dave looks like he wanted the camera pointed elsewhere.
Chrissy! My best friend since grade 1. She is a doctor and even came over the next day to properly change my dressings. She gives me so much love.
Tom and Liana both say, "hey"
And after much telling and retelling of my epic bike tumble, it was time to peace out along with Adam.
People keep asking me if I'll blog about my wipeout, and I too wondered if it would be a good idea. I mean, who wants to listen to a girl with road rash talk about bike riding? But I'm still going to do it! The freak circumstances on my ride that morning are totally unlike my usual routes. And although it was a horrible tumble, it's an isolated incident and probably even less common than getting rear-ended while driving a car. I realize it doesn't inspire confidence to say that even experienced cyclists wipe out, but taking a spill just... happens. Sorry I couldn't paint a pretty picture about this.
Suffice to say, all my friends were very loving and encouraging upon seeing gimpy Miss Sarah. And even though I didn't bike to my party (carpool!), I was so pleased to see many a friend arrive on foot, or with their helmets strapped onto their bags. The dream is still alive even though I am on the mend!