So while I get ready to take the big plunge, I’ve decided to enjoy the beautiful California bike trails. Riding my my vintage road bike alone gives me this amazing feeling of freedom. I use Strava and try to push myself to get faster and just stronger.
So I take off this beautiful Saturday morning. AirPods in, some kicking ass music. I felt amazing. I was having the best ride. I even saw a beautiful mountain lion, a gorgeous deer jumped out in front of me and it was just going great. I know you feel it coming lol… so I had thought I’m going out 10 Miles back 10. I went out the 10 and the lion was so on my mind. I need a picture or no one will believe it. So on the way back, I see two young ladies on the trail and I slow down tell them to be careful since I saw a mountain lion earlier. One young lady, was so scared telling me we just saw it, it’s right over there and she points behind me. I turned around but I didn’t see it. She continues, saying we didn’t know what to do, and we were waiting for some bike riders to come along. Poor thing, she was so scared. She asked if I had ever heard of them attacking anyone in the area. I haven’t but I guess it’s possible, right? I felt no fear. Which now that I think of it maybe should have. Anyway, I told her to go ahead and I was going back to see if I could get a picture of the cat. I looked around a bit and never saw it. However time was passing and of course there are things to do. I left and after a few miles I felt my energy quickly depleting. Lowest gear barely moving kind of bad. I had water on me, that’s it. I usually pack a few dates, but not today. There was a small hill and that was it, nothing left! Left clip out, right clip, right clip? Uhh yeah that’s me on the ground. Dang it! I was done… I dragged my sorry self over out of the way and sat there. Damn that’s embarrassing. No one saw me fall but the ego took quite a hit. I sat there trying to rest up a bit so I could move on and get home. Ok, so like, I felt pain all over, but when I tried to get up my right wrist wasn’t having it. What the heck!? Is that really so painful? I got up using my left side thinking ah it can’t be that bad. Um, I can’t even get back on the bike!! My arm starts shaking and it finally registers in my head, you have messed up big time now. So I make the call of shame. Hello? Husband? I messed up my arm and can’t ride my bike back. I think I need a ride to the ER. His response? WHAT!? Lol yeah I need a ride if possible. So he drove to the closest spot he could and I walked about 4 miles to the truck. I’m shaking my head now, just thinking about it.
My inner voice kept telling me, stop, rest a little while. But, no, I had to hurry since it was getting late. Lesson learned the hard way. Plus I ruined that whole day. ER took all day, and a month of bike riding. Cast is now off, however wrist is weak and stiff. I will be riding that same bike tomorrow. Stay tuned lol.
You would think this would make me second guess my plans. However, it hasn’t I feel as though this is just something that’s happened and it’s over.
It’s like I’m in this place inside myself. Focused, and there’s this calm in my soul. Love and light emanate. Nothing seems to bother me, hurt me yes. My feelings can be hurt but when I look into myself, I find that place again, and all is well. My path is lit and here I go.