Day 2 of my midweek weekend. I thought that I'd get an extra trainer session in this week at the LBS. Had to make a phone call afterward.
Me: Hi, Honey, I'm going to be a bit late from training.
Julie: Why?
Me: I need to make a quick stop at the clinic. I think I need a few stitches in my head.
Julie: What happened!?
Me: A bike wheel fell on my head.
Julie: What!? Are you okay?
Me: I'm fine, the bleeding is pretty much stopped.
Julie: Do you need me to pick you up?
Me: Nah, I'm fine.
Julie: You sure?
Me: Yup. If the walk-in clinic is isn't open yet, I'll go the to ER. I'll let you know where I end up and then I'll see you when I get home.
Julie: Okay. Love you.
Me: Love you, too, Hun.
I think that calling Julie two monthes into our dating, from the ER at 10:30p, with a broken leg suffered during a hockey game conditioned her to be quite capable of handling these types of calls and situations.
So, I thought I'd help the LBS clean up before they opened and hang my bike up where they store them. I was very much paying attention to the Madone and Cervelo on either side of my hanger and failed to noticed the tireless wheel that my saddle was knocking off its hook. Because I didn't notice this, the wheel came down and landed pretty much square on my head. It hurt a bit, but I was actually more concerened about whether or not I had knocked the wheel out of true. I didn't think much of it until the shop owner looked at me and said, "Yeah.... you're bleeding, ya better let me take a quick look at that."
Made the pit-stop on the way home to see the doctor. 2 centimeter cut. Nice clean cut. No stitches. She super-glued it back together. We chuckled a bit about what had happened and I was on my way. Only a half an hour delay in my day and I was on my way to the grocery store and then home.
Two very good speed workouts this week with some ply- and isometrics thrown in the middle of the sessions. Legs spent at the end of each, tough to walk up the stairs when I get home, but the next day feeling great. Hoping to maybe get an outdoor ride in on Saturday or Sunday.
1 comment:
Dude - that looks like an axe wound. not that kind of axe wound.
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