Just What I Kneeded

What happens after a life-altering knee injury?

Half century

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My mother will tell you I’m nothing if not bull-headed. She’s not far from the truth; I do tend toward the stubborn. And I did something today I’ll probably regret when I can’t get my leg to work at all tomorrow. I rode 50 miles! It’s not a lot for “real” cyclists, but it’s taken a lot for me to get here after not riding since late January. I didn’t think I could make it before surgery, but I sure wanted to try. It’s like a last big hurrah. A temporary farewell.

I went out to a city park on the west side. I love it there. It’s usually so peaceful, and I can clock the miles without worrying about or stopping for traffic. Except for the white-tailed deer and the squirrels. The damn squirrels. They lazily cross the road in front of you, and you’re never sure which way they’re going to go, so you have to just slow down and do your best to avoid them without going into a tailspin. It’s exactly like that one car insurance commercial. I can practically see their little rodent faces smiling and laughing at me as I spin by. I’m pretty sure they high-five each other, too.

I don’t yet know exactly what rehab will hold, but I’m already looking forward to the day that I ride my first century post surgery. It’s going to happen next year. It will. I’m aiming for October 2013. That’s going to give me 13 months to prepare; it’s good to have goals.


Author: Laura

I have a fern I named Frankenstein. I like leprechauns, practicing kung fu moves on my dining room furniture, and pretending that one day I will move to Fiji. I dislike my neighbors' kids, anything that is chartreuse, and Ben Roethlisberger.

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