yesterday was a full year since i was hit and put in hospital so to make sure i finished wat i had started i did the same route from work to the gym into a nasty head wind on the SS thinking back to wat they day felt like i another great day on a bike living life. i turn left into earnst st in erina after i good solid climb.
a quarter the way down the hill(just a roll past a school to the traffic lights) is a pole laiden with flowers were a guy died 10days after my accident he was laying in the gutter after a big night out and was run over the next morning its a lil reminder how much worse life could be.
i make it to the lights with a lil glimpse at were i layed bloodied and broken.
busted out a 45min spin class i wasnt teaching was nice so i spent the time being annoyed at my setup and technique when class was over straight back on the bike for the 7km home ansd i made it up charles kay top speed 10km/hr wat a grind.
quick shower and charlie drove us down to her uncle auntie place in chatswood for dinner driving back up to the coast at about 930pm charlie reminds how a year ago at this time we were eating gourmet pizza in the emergancy room my gut churns of wat followed that night, but its were me and charlie were brought together she was my angel then and has never left my side since.
ive been off the moutain bike 4 ages im so hungary to ride and to win i want it so bad no pain will slow me down.
TO LIVE LIFE YOU MUST LAUGH AT DEATH
chops;)
