From zero to hero in 24 hours.
Dark times fell upon the circus last night. An alarmist doctor at the Patient’s First clinic had me diagnosed with a fractured patella. The implication was surgery, followed by absolutely no bike riding for up to six months due to the full leg cast she envisioned.
Dark times indeed my companeros.
After a delirious sleep of fitful nightmares I crawled from bed ready for a day of lasers and scalpels, and instead the Orthopedist scoffed at the diagnosis and prescribed three weeks of brace, ice, and a potpourri of pharmaceuticals. That, coupled with a few secret tricks my Pop knows, and I will be out on the trail, underperforming like usual.
In the meantime I will take advantage of the time to work on writing my book entitled,
“Think Outside the Box and other ridiculous things people need to quit saying”.