I broke myself

Friday, 24 May 2013

⚠️ This is an old post

It's possibly been exported and imported from at least three different blogging platforms over the years. That probably means, at best, there are broken images and links. If the post is technical in nature, any advice is probably out of date and irrelevant. Or it is really old, it was the wafflings of a teenager with too much time on his hands working out what blogging is… If it is the latter I would probably cringe if I re-read it. But it's here because it's part of my past, not my present.

You've been warned! Onwards…

I broke myself today. Well, specifically I have broken my collar bone. It wasn't smart or clever, but it happened. Personally I am impressed that after 22 years this is the first bone I have broken, it is apparently one of the worst ones to break.

You cannot just stick a cast on it. So instead I'm in a TARDIS coloured sling attempting to type with one hand... it is not great!

This has also scuppered several bigger plans... I have been told that I will be in the sling for another six weeks, and the healing process will take up to six months. This also means that I'm going to be off my bike for an extended period, so I have missed my 500km goal for May by 15km, and the big plan to cycle in Edinburgh is going to have to be put on ice for the immediate future.

I looked back at my recording of the ride and discovered that I came off at about 55km/h, and judging my the dent in my helmet it could have been a lot worse... Lesson of today, take bends on hills a bit slower.

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