Question of the Day

What on earth was I reaching for?:

Fentanyl

This post is dedicated to fentanyl. It’s hard to take a deep breath right now, thanks to these bruised ribs, but, in the ER Saturday, fentanyl kept me blissfully unaware. Ibuprofen since then has been a such a let-down.

Now if only fentanyl weren’t on the prohibited list…and I had no inhibitions about becoming a drug addict…

Circuit / Cleaning

Today was the University of Michigan circuit race, one of my all-time favorite MWCCC courses. I’m pretty bummed about having to have missed it thanks to my super crash yesterday. When all was said and done, I just got tons of rash and heavy bruising in my ribs (making it hard to breathe deeply, laugh, sneeze, move, etc.), but we had to do the whole neckbrace/ambulance/cat-scan shabang thanks to landing on my head and cracking the new lid. We’ll see about the bike tomorrow too.

Meanwhile, paining me perhaps even more than my ribs when I was screaming at the race, was the fact that I wasn’t there to kill it up those short circuit hills myself. I love the selection process of this circuit, and I’m going to have some fire in me once I can actually inhale deeply again thanks to missing this. In the meantime, word up to Zach McBride for getting away in the end, and I think I got a good shot of the field sprint too:

Now I’m working on cleaning the wounds again and getting back to full strength. I’ve also got to get back to the university this week (after all this training and travel), which won’t be the nicest welcome home. But life goes on, I suppose.

Check out the Flickr if you’re ready to get grossed out with some wild wounds.

Hello Hospital

And it took seven hours to say goodbye. ERs can be lame.

Another 1k Breakfast

En route from GA to MI and it’s slim pickings for road food in the south.

Despite that, we still found a way to jam-pack my anamalous body metabolism with a 1000-calorie breakfast, fulfilling my optimal calories-per-dollar and calories-per-bite ratios as well.

Six Krispy Kremes for the win! Man, I love being a cyclist! …time for elevensies yet?