TromboneAl
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On Sunday I did a century ride (stats here) and Lena did a 60 mile ride in Chico, CA.
[These two pictures from someone else:]
Unfortunately at mile 70 I had a bad crash. I was the #2 man in a pace line going 20 MPH, and my wheel hit the wheel of the guy in front of me, and I went down as well as the next one or two guys in line. Everyone was really lucky to avoid any permanent damage. My helmet cracked slightly, so it probably saved me. My thigh got the worst, and started blowing up immediately. Left thumb, shoulder, and elbow also bruised. I didn't notice this (warning: somewhat gory photo) until I got back.
The bike required some first aid, but was ridable with some gears unusable.
I was able to finish the ride, but it was torture. It turned out that the course was only 95 miles. I would have done an extra five, but I was really hurting at that point.
BTW, at a "medical tent" these days, they'll give you ice packs, but nothing else. I asked for tylenol but they said "All we have are morphine and Versed." "OK, I'll take two of each, thanks." Ha ha.
Now I keep flashing back to those few seconds before our wheels hit, and I find myself using body English to try to prevent it. I hope to get over that soon.
[These two pictures from someone else:]
Unfortunately at mile 70 I had a bad crash. I was the #2 man in a pace line going 20 MPH, and my wheel hit the wheel of the guy in front of me, and I went down as well as the next one or two guys in line. Everyone was really lucky to avoid any permanent damage. My helmet cracked slightly, so it probably saved me. My thigh got the worst, and started blowing up immediately. Left thumb, shoulder, and elbow also bruised. I didn't notice this (warning: somewhat gory photo) until I got back.
The bike required some first aid, but was ridable with some gears unusable.
I was able to finish the ride, but it was torture. It turned out that the course was only 95 miles. I would have done an extra five, but I was really hurting at that point.
BTW, at a "medical tent" these days, they'll give you ice packs, but nothing else. I asked for tylenol but they said "All we have are morphine and Versed." "OK, I'll take two of each, thanks." Ha ha.
Now I keep flashing back to those few seconds before our wheels hit, and I find myself using body English to try to prevent it. I hope to get over that soon.