“Crashing is part of cycling as crying is part of love.” – Museeuw

Four weeks ago I had a random accident where my bike slipped out sideways on a dry day. I didn’t even fall in the normal way, I caught myself with my left leg stepping off the bike. Unfortunately, the force of 25mph applied to my left leg while my right leg and bike went the other way resulted in fracturing my lesser trochanter on my femur.

The bad news was that this break required immediate surgery to fix, with a plate and a pin going through to reattach the the bone. The good news was because of my age, good bone health, and being physically fit the doctors said I would recover quickly and be back to normal level of activity in 12 weeks or so post-surgery.

I received even more good news this week, the bone is looking good and I was cleared to ride my indoor trainer. Granted, I am not cleared for intensity but any amount of getting the legs going again is going to ease the transition when I can add some intensity at the end of April.


Thankfully, I have Zwift to keep me honest on the low intensity. That’s my avatar with no helmet and a pink steel bike. After all, its a virtual world so why not at least have some style?

a week of mixed results

This last week I received the exciting news that I was accepted to The Transcontinental Race this summer. For those unfamiliar, The Transcontinental Race is a single stage Ultra-Distance event covering some 4000km between Geraardsbergen, Belgium and Meteora, Greece. I’ve never raced anything like this before, but my love of difficult bike racing and longer stage races has attracted me to it since I first heard about it a few years ago. I’m looking forward to training for this and will keep everyone updated on the progress. You can learn more here: Transcontinental.cc
On a different note, I raced my first road race of the season this past weekend as well, the normally chill but fast season opener of the Snelling. However, I managed to bumble into it completely unprepared riding my bike in its training setup. Now, this isn’t necessarily an issue on its own but the course was bumpier than usual and on the first lap I found both of my heavier 710mL water bottles ejected from my bike. Dehydration slowly began to set in and to add to it the bumpiness let my cheap rear skewer on my bike loosen up and I began to have some brake rub. I had failed to assure it was tight enough after taking it off of the Wahoo Kickr trainer the night before. Opps. I got spit out the back of the group towards the end of the second lap and managed one more on my own before the thirst of having no bottles and nobody in the feedzone overtook me. A harsh reminder – if you fail to prepare, you prepare to fail.

Anyways, I’m looking forward to the rest of the season with the Chico Stage Race my next one on the calendar.