Well sad as it may be I'm taking a sabatical from biking till my littlies are bigger.
Sold the bike due to financial contraints of raising littlies, decided initially to share hubbys bike which I then had an accident on. After spending time at A&E, hobbling around on crutches this week and thinking how shit it would be to be permanently disabled or dead for me & family (or any Mum) with young kids I've decided to stop riding for a bit. I've not broken bone but I've damaged the muscles at the top of my legs and groin which makes walking, getting dressed, crouching etc very excrusiating (after wrenching them - even at low speed). A few weeks and physio will see me right, I got off lightly all considered.
Confidence has taken a knock from binning in such a stupid fashion (target fixation trying to be too careful getting in a driveway).
I'll have a pang everytime I see a bike, thinking that could be me - as I dearly love riding but think I should take a break for a few years until the wee ones aren't so we. I think after binning my hubby's bike he probably would worry every time (more so) than he has in the past.
The most embarrasing thing for me was being asked if I was learning to ride (as to why I crashed).
Go out there an enjoy for me Biker Angels, and in the words of the Terminator, I'll be back (just not on two wheels for a wee bit).
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