I wanted to drop the team a note to say thanks. A quick history: As some of you know, I had a really bad crash on June 16, 2012. I had a head injury, knee injury, dislocated left thumb, and knocked out several teeth. I have recovered from most of that. I still have memory gaps esp the first couple weeks after the crash. I have spent $20,000 on implants for my teeth (not covered by my dental insurance). Currently I have all my missing/damaged teeth replaced except 2 in the back upper left side. I never had a great memory so I am blaming the severe concussion for all memory issues (past and present). I have arthritis in my left hand (esp. thumb) left wrist, left elbow, left hip, knee and big toe. For whatever reason my shoulder and ankle don't seem to be bothered. I was told by my doctor, dentist, husband, parents, friends (pretty much everyone I ever met) to sit down and recover. I tried to explain I had live a sedentary life up until one day in 2009. I was afraid that if I sat down to heal I would not want to get back up. I had dropped to my lowest weight since birth (at least in my adult life)! I felt really great (accomplished, healthy and a normal weight). We moved to So. Cal. and I decided to get a bike to expand my walk/run workouts. I loved it! I was unemployed so I had plenty of time to ride. While I looked for a job I rode 7 days a week. 15 miles most days and one day of 39 miles each week was the norm. On an off day I would ride 7 miles just to see if would feel better after the ride. So on June 16, 2012 (Saturday) I had just started my planned 39 mile ride. I was only a mile from my house on the bike path when I went down trying to avoid 3 kids on razor scooters. It is a long story but I face planted on the bike path. I broke my helmet into 2 pieces and knocked out 7 teeth (to start). Fast forward to Dec. 6, 2013. I am healthy again although I have gained a ton of weight (55 pounds) and still have split seconds that I can feel myself hit the concrete. It is freaky and makes me shudder every time. I have been feeling the itch to ride and even pumped up my tires a time or two over the last 3-4 months. I am unemployed again and bored. I worked for UCLA for a year. The contract ended so I am looking again. I decided to try a short ride on Friday. I have to say I was a little shaky so I only rode the streets in my neighborhood for 3.3 miles (30 min). I have not told anyone I rode. I don't want everyone to freak out. I don't know if I will ever get back to where I was but I am going to ride during the week when it is easy to hide (from my family and dentist). I have not been totally successful at running in part because of my left side injuries. My bike is one thing that doesn't cause any pounding on joints. I had dropped all the goals for the team because I didn't want to ruin our numbers when I knew I wasn't going to be contributing. I couldn't stand the thought of dropping the team. This is one of my favorite teams. In a month (as long as it is still going well) I will rejoin the goals. Thanks for being such a great team. You all truly motivate me.
P.S. I will tell everyone at some point. It will be one of those, "I have been riding for months. I thought you knew?"