Originally Posted by
Wildwood
.........The point is - it got to me this time. I mean inwardly (mentally?) I couldn't face going out on the bike on the local roads, yesterday. Yes, it's a dangerous sport. That is stuck in my head.
I ran through all the What Ifs in my mind. What if it had been a curve? What if the pavement had 'take you down' cracks in my limited forward path? What if the third-in-line-car-behind-two-trucks didn't see me?...............
An understandable reaction experienced by many.
My simplistic(uncomplicated) view on life is that
sometimes I'm the windshield and sometimes I'm the BUG. Having control over everything is impossible so handle your challenges as you see fit to minimize stress while maximizing enjoyment.
Last Tuesday on my 130 miler a couple of vehicles came close when there was no need too. Had to put them in the closet, lock the door then continue on.
On Saturday's 151 miler there were no vehicle issues BUT during a brief
LBS paceline segment riders ahead did not point out debris so I just left the group to be on my own.
During yesterday's 101 miler I had a passing car giving plenty of room but 25' after passing one of the hubcaps came off and rolled in front of me into a yard. Had that happened when the car was next to me I might have had another crash resulting in another broken neck.
Next week is another retest to see if my cancer has returned again. Test and results occupy a back burner because life goes on.