I got my prescription for physical therapy for my ankle today. Six to eight weeks, and see where I stand at the end of that. If that doesn't do the trick, there is surgery as the final option, which Dr. Johnson says, "will fix it."
But hey, you guys thought I forgot about writing about my life, didn't you? I didn't... I've just been a little busy :) My husband is off in paradise, and while I've been lucky enough to have my mother taking care of Hobbes for a few days, in the spirit of raining = pouring, I haven't stopped. Yesterday the HVAC broke... on Halloween. Busy, busy.
I dropped my bike off with my friend Stephen to play with... he has a road bike, I have my tri bike, and he wanted to try to break a challenging time on a long course. So off my bikey goes with a faster rider than me :D When I dropped off the bike, we were talking about my wreck, as well as one he had, and how it was because of a silly mistake I made. (Not looking where I was riding...) His comment, "You lose focus for one second..." My response, "Lesson learned... always look where you're riding."
Here comes the spiritual side... not a spiritual person? Stop here :D
*DING* Always look where you're riding. Every message I receive lately reminds me that if you don't look where you're riding, you're gonna ride right off into the ditch. Overcorrect, and you may end up with a proverbial jammed shoulder. I'm having so many "Aha" moments lately. (I like the phrase, "Aha." It reminds me of one of my favorite professors, Dr. Bond... he threw a book at a girl in class. He was that kind of guy... he would write "Aha" on my papers often when I would finally get to the point. I always told Jessie Stories.) I told you guys about one in vague address in a recent post. So... Hold Fast to your handlebars (or in aero...), keep your eyes on the road so you don't go into the ditch, eyes on the prize. Sometimes you have to pedal quietly, in a still fashion, listening, like if you know there's a doggie at a house... waiting, and ready to pedal really hard if that dog appears and gives chase. And I guess that's where I am right now: pedaling quietly along, feeling like I'm not going anywhere, and waiting for the dog to give chase and cause a major trajectory.
And... I finally did something I've been meaning to do for, like, a year.
