You may have read in my last post, but I wanted to share... I succeeded getting into my first city bike accident this past Tuesday! Golf clap. Every one in Chicago says "It´s bound to happen sooner or later!" I was on my way to work and I had left an hour early (for a 30 minute bike ride) so I could leisurely ride, not feel rushed, and enjoy the weather we were having. Well, 30 minutes in, I had to take a detour because Halsted is under construction. The road it took me on was definitely not meant for bikes. I hit a pothole and flew forward with my chin in the ground. Hooray!
There were two other guys walking down the street who saw me fall and didn´t do anything but ask me if I was ok from the sidewalk. I, of course as classy as I am, cursed bloody hell at them. Luckily, just a minute behind me, two men in a white van (haha I know, it sounds horrible) drove up next to me, asked to see my chin, and told me I need to go to the hospital. They helped me (and my bike!) to St. Mary´s Hospital. They were on their shift at work and were doing service calls while I was in the van. I´m so grateful they arrived shortly after I fell.
I made it out of the hospital 3 hours later with 8 stitches in my chin, another gash above it that wasn´t able to be stitched, 7 stitches in my left knee, slightly road rashed but definitely bruised chest, and cuts on my hands. I came home to a great friend with a get well card + jamba juice and a good hearted guy that gave me as many hugs as I asked for. Wednesday, my parents came to see my place for the first time with bandaids and food, then one of my best friends & her sweet friend surprised me with a visit (she was in from Colorado for 2 days!). All that on top of every one else texting me was extremely helpful in getting over my ego-kill and put a huge smile on my face. I´m just glad every thing is in place and that I, still to this day, have never broken one single bone in my body.
I´m definitely not going to let that fall stop me from riding. I laughed to myself yesterday after thinking about how I´ve been pretty lucky since I´ve been a child because I haven´t gotten myself in the hospital since before I was even a pre-teen. The only ¨accidents¨ I´ve been in for the past 13 years were two skateboarding incidents: one time I lost balance and rolled down a hill into gravel, and the other time I slammed my big toe so hard I couldn´t walk for a few days without screaming when I put my foot down. Alas... I have to wait 2 weeks until I can get the stitches out of my knee so I can ride again. That is, if I didn´t mess up my bike!
Lets share bike accident stories! Though I do hope you don´t have any...
but if you do, I want to read about it!