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Isn't it the most frustrating feeling in the world?
It's not been a problem mostly because I've had other things to worry about, but three and a half months after my accident and I'm practically clawing at the walls because I miss riding so much.
I can walk now...sort of. It's more of a half shuffle, and I can only keep my right leg off the ground for a couple of seconds. I limp forwards like Frankenstein. Still, I can walk. And yet that's only because the external fixator in my leg is acting as a sort of relief, taking much of the pressure that would otherwise be going straight through the still-healing bone. At the moment, I still choose to use crutches most of the time mind.
It's still going to be at least another month before this thing comes out though, and then I'm supposed to leave it another 6 weeks before I ride (although I really can't see myself following that advice).
I guess now I'm mostly recovered and I'm working and my life is getting back to normal, I'm missing it more. Especially as we've had some great weather these last few days. The closer it gets, the further away it seems to be. I can't even get on the back of a bike because the pins in my leg means I can't wear trousers or boots.
Often I enjoy just daydreaming about being on the bike again, that gives me pleasure in itself.
I just bought a stack of books to keep myself entertained, that seems to work quite well. But bikes are like drugs to me, I mean I don't even really care about being able to walk properly. I just want to be able to ride a bike again. At least it feels good to be so passionate about something I guess.
It's not been a problem mostly because I've had other things to worry about, but three and a half months after my accident and I'm practically clawing at the walls because I miss riding so much.
I can walk now...sort of. It's more of a half shuffle, and I can only keep my right leg off the ground for a couple of seconds. I limp forwards like Frankenstein. Still, I can walk. And yet that's only because the external fixator in my leg is acting as a sort of relief, taking much of the pressure that would otherwise be going straight through the still-healing bone. At the moment, I still choose to use crutches most of the time mind.
It's still going to be at least another month before this thing comes out though, and then I'm supposed to leave it another 6 weeks before I ride (although I really can't see myself following that advice).
I guess now I'm mostly recovered and I'm working and my life is getting back to normal, I'm missing it more. Especially as we've had some great weather these last few days. The closer it gets, the further away it seems to be. I can't even get on the back of a bike because the pins in my leg means I can't wear trousers or boots.
Often I enjoy just daydreaming about being on the bike again, that gives me pleasure in itself.
I just bought a stack of books to keep myself entertained, that seems to work quite well. But bikes are like drugs to me, I mean I don't even really care about being able to walk properly. I just want to be able to ride a bike again. At least it feels good to be so passionate about something I guess.
