I rode my first Century in 102*F heat (38.9*C for our European friends). Your best day of hiking will never top your best day of cycling. And when you achieve an accomplishment you thought you might not ever achieve, and one that was accomplished with great effort and fortitude, it only makes your victory sweeter than you could have ever imagined.
You are the only person who is truly in control of your life. You can act or react. The choice is yours.
As for your handlebars, the Easton EC90 Aero's are stellar bars. I ride them and wouldn't ride anything else. Sounds like it's time for an upgrade and a self-reward. Seems to me you've definitely earned it so why not be good to yourself?
Thanks everyone. Even 3 1/2 months later I still welcome both encouragement and feedback from people who have been there.
How mine happened: I was heading eastbound. Quiet street, very little traffic, broad daylight. A westbound car made a left turn and broadsided me in an intersection. He flat out didn't see me. When I think a motorist might not be seeing me, I wave my arms around to be sure they do. This time, I saw him slow when he approached the intersection, and I thought I was in the clear. Silly me.
Just a week and a half after my accident, another rider was killed by a drunk driver in the middle of a Sunday afternoon. He was on a wide, low traffic street on a route my friends and I ride regularly. Other than staying home that day, there is absolutely nothing he could have done
I've had a couple of people tell me that they got back into cycling through the "you're not going to take this away from me" mindset, and others tell me they used anger to propel themselves through. I'm really not angry, and I honestly don't know if I have enough of the other. I loved being a cyclist, loved riding with my bike club and talking about le Tour like a complete geek. Part of what's messing with my mind is that I took a serious fall just six weeks before that. My injuries were pretty minor, but it was bad enough to break my handlebars. Now this - it's like the universe is telling me to find another hobby.
My biggest asset right now is my cycling club. My buddies have rallied around me to an unbelievable extent during all this, and I know they'll help me come back. Part of me hates the thought of never knowing the satisfaction of getting home after a really hard ride, but the other part thinks hiking sounds a lot safer.
Stinky_Diaper...I knew David Meek, too. What a sad situation. His death really made a lot of local cyclists re-evaluate their riding. I know I did. I used to ride solo a lot, but now, I tend to ride with the CBC. Safety in numbers! (Hopefully!)
...and then in the middle of everything, you realize you're alive right now, and the time to live is right now!
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I was hit June 30 of 2009 by a pick-up truck. He came from a side-road, and didn't bother to look both directions before proceeding into the intersection. I wasn't too messed-up (fortunately). I was basically down for about 2 months and my bike was totaled out. As a result, I invested in a helmet cam ( contour.com/ ), some lights and a rear view mirror. Now, when I ride, I do feel somewhat more at peace than before but nowhere near where I once was.
As a result of the accident, when I ride now, I am ALWAYS checking my rear view mirror. I can be on a stretch of road that extends 2-3 miles behind me and I'm checking my mirror every 10-15 seconds, literally, as though someone is going to magically appear behind me in that time frame and hit me - I would liken it to a heightened state of awareness more so than paranoia. You never really get over it. You just learn to deal with it. But that is, sadly, how you have to ride if you want to remain safeR. Notice, not safe, but safer.
Sadly, the problem is there are more inept idiots (motorists) on the roads these days than competent. When you cycle, you have to ALWAYS ride and stay on a very heightened alert. It's sad that we (cyclists) can't actually get out and enjoy a sport that we embrace so dearly and that there are very few states who have any legislation in place to actually protect cyclists.
As a matter of fact, we had a rather prominent cyclist who was killed in 2009 ( sorbachattanooga.org/forums/viewtopi c. php?f=18&t=861 ) when a driver tried to ''buzz'' him (for those not aware, that's when a motorist passes you VERY closely, in an attempt to scare you). TN has a law in place called the 3' Law - Pass a cyclist with at least 3' of clearance. The only problem is, I know of no officer of any law enforcement agency who has written even one ticket for the countless motorists who have decided this law does not apply to them. As for the man who was buzzed and killed, his assailant was found not guilty (not surprisingly) even though, by the very definition of the law, he was guilty of 2nd Degree Manslaughter.
It's really very depressing when you realize that we live in a country where a person can actually go to prison, and get a $250,000 fine, for copying a DVD he has rightfully purchased and give it to their ex-spouse so their child(ren) can watch that movie at both houses, but a motorist can strike and kill a cyclist and that's (apparently) acceptable. It angers and disheartens me at the same time.
You can do it! Find a bike safe bike path and go out with only people you trust. Check into cycling safety, LAW, etc. Be an asset to cycling and you will find the inner strength to get back on the road.
I was hit by a car while running in 73, ankle broke in 4 places, cracked femur, and pelvis. In 82 hit on a bicycle riding home from work, hit broadside at 50 mph. I'm still going.
I know a man who was riding his bicycle across the United States at 74 years of age. He arrived in Springfield IL (going west coast to east coast) and was hit by a car. He broke his neck and was sent home a couple weeks later in a halo. Two years later he went back to Springfield IL and finished his cross county trip about a month later. Comebacks happen!
Sorry to hear about your accident, I wish you a great recovery.
Oh wow...! You have HUGE condolences from me...! I am grateful to be able to say that I haven't had such an incident. I am HYPER-careful in my riding to do all that I can to avoid anything like this. But I know that stuff still happens despite our best efforts!
Cycling must now be a muddle of your greatest joy yet your greatest fear all rolled into one!
If you don't mind my asking: Anytime I hear of a cycling accident I greatly appreciate hearing any thoughts in hindsight that you have as to ANYTHING you might have done differently which could have led to a different outcome...?
I think we can learn a tremendous amount from each others mishaps. Sort of like a de-briefing.
Of course this is entirely up to you, but whatever details you can share about the incident and any afterthoughts you have would be of SUCH value to me and others.
Kudos to you for taking steps toward reclaiming the road on two wheels!
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Until September 30 I was a pretty active road rider (couple of centuries a year, 60-70 miles common on a Saturday.) Then I got hit by a car while riding. Broken leg, broken neck, still recovering 3 1/2 months later.
I still have a ways to go, but the subject of riding again is on my mind. I hate the thought of riding, but then I hate the thought of not riding. Has anyone out there bounced back from something like this?
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