OUCH!!!

I don't know what I did to jinx myself but it's finally happened: the inevitable *bad* bike crash. I don't think I've broken anything, but since I'm still waiting to hear anything from the hospital confirming yes or no for sure, it's still not a certain thing. There was nothing "glaring" last night that they thought they would find seeing how I was basically screaming if my arm got moved at all, but they needed the person who could blow up the x-rays to make sure. Almost 4pm and still no news. If it's not broken then I'm a bit worried about what I'm facing for healing because I am still in so much pain that when my arm spasms I yell out and drop a few choice expletives. I have about 25 degrees of motion with painkillers. Less than that when they wear off.

I guess I should explain what happened.

We got a huge group together last night to go mountain biking after work - totally my and Melinda's idea - but the boys at work and the significant others decided it was an awesome idea and two turned into ten people. Which was fun. I was feeling great. We got to the section that they call Heaven and Hell which is one spot that I keep skipping because it scares me. Didn't skip it last night. I was thinking "Ok, I got this," right before my wheel turned 90 degrees and I went over the handlebars. Just picked the wrong line. Landed hard on my right upper arm and the rest of my right side got scratched up. Knocked the wind out of myself, too. Hit my head but you'd never know by looking at my helmet. It's a steep enough switchback that I fell probably 5 feet. Vertically. Couldn't ride back to the car so had to walk, then left right for the hospital even though I kinda thought I didn't need it. That was before the adrenaline wore off. In the car my arm locked up and started spasming, which started the yelling and expletives. Which continues today when the meds wear off. When the meds are good it's just a sharp gasp and deep rapid breathing.

Funny how I can be gunning for a win one second, then hoping to be able to dress myself by the time Casey leaves for Taiwan the next.

Here's to hoping I can get back into it before my August races.