I didn't realize that my last blog "Training Peaks & Valleys" was perhaps a foreshadow to what happened to me yesterday... As I wrote in that blog, we all go through ups and downs in our training and sometimes we have no control over whether we find ourselves in a peak or in a valley. This past week my training was going awesome! I did a swim/bike brick on Tuesday, a hard 10-mile track workout on Wednesday, swam and did a solo century on Thursday, ran 20 miles with 3 fast finish miles on Friday, took a day off on Saturday, and then yesterday headed out on the group ride for another 100-mile dose of cycling.
The ride itself went great! There were so many smiling faces and it felt SO much better to ride 100 in a group vs. alone. Plus, the miles ticked by a LOT faster (thanks Ren, Mike, Shay, Sami, Shay, Ken, JR, Walker, Doug, & Lawrence!) At the end of the ride I said g'day and started riding home since I had ridden to the ride start.
I was 1.2 miles from my place when I entered a roundabout. I'm circling around and an SUV pulls up to another entrance to the roundabout and does not stop, slow down, or yield at all to moi, who was already the "traffic" in the traffic circle. I yelled at the car but her window was up and clearly she didn't hear me. I didn't have any time to react and next thing I knew the left driver's side of her vehicle was colliding with the right side of my body. The force of the impact didn't really hurt, but it knocked me down onto the ground and that hurt a lot. My right foot came unclipped, my left foot remained clipped in, and I skidded across the ground, almost out of my intended exit from the roundabout. I was laying there, moaning in pain, too shell shocked to move or get up. I saw another car coming into the roundabout and I thought "please oh please don't run over me!!!" Thankfully he stopped, as did the lady who hit me, and a few other bystanders as well. I don't think anyone knew exactly what to do, if they should just leave me there or help me up. The woman who hit me was freaking out and asking me if I needed anything (um yes, I needed you to look to your left before entering the traffic circle and yield to the oncoming bike). I couldn't help but notice when she opened up the back of her van that there were about 5-6 cases of beer in there and it was approximately 12:30 in the afternoon! One person called 911 and being that I was literally less than 100 meters from a fire station, the firefighters arrived on the scene first. I sat up and unclipped and someone took my bike off of me; I couldn't help but worry about whether or not the frame was cracked. At this point, pain was starting to sink in a little bit and I got up and sat down on the side of the road in the shade, feeling a little headachy and dizzy. The firefighters performed some preliminary first aid and surveyed my road rash - I didn't like that I could hear them talking about how bad it looked. I gave my dad a phone call that no parent wants to receive, "Dad, I got hit by a car (but I'm ok)" and he was there within a few minutes. EMS arrived and ushered me into the ambulance. They checked my vitals, asked how I was feeling, looked at my wounds, and recommended that I allow them to transport me to the hospital for further inspection. At first I didn't want to go, but they said it'd be a good idea to x-ray my elbow, which had taken the brunt of the impact of the fall, to make sure it wasn't broken. They also wanted to be sure I didn't have any head injuries, as there were a few pretty large cracks in my Giro.
I arrived at the ER and it was fantastic b/c there was literally zero wait time. As I was sitting there on the cot, I started to realize how much the right side of my body (neck, shoulder, elbow, side, & back) were hurting from getting all scraped up. The nurses cleaned everything out, I got an x-ray on my arm, and they gave me a bunch of pain killers. They told me that things were going to get stiffer and more sore over the next 24-48 hours and, boy, they weren't kidding about that. Everything is so stiff, especially my neck, this morning and it kind of hurts to move. I feel like I've been hit by a car. Oh wait, I was hit by a car! Damn it!
The bright side of this situation is that I am not seriously injured. X-ray came back ok and it doesn't look like I have anything other than road rash & some seriously bruised muscles. I know I got really lucky to come out of that with just some scrapes! I'm so thankful that it wasn't worse. And I'm so thankful for all the kind people who helped me on the scene, in the ambulance, and at the hospital! Thanks for being there for me Dad!
From a preliminary inspection, my bike looks ok. The carbon fiber base bar is chewed up on the right side and pedals are scratched, but I think my body took the brunt of the impact and actually protected the bike! I won't know for sure though until TrySports Charlie looks over the entire thing from head to toe. This will most likely affect my training for the next few days. The doctor didn't give me any restrictions to working out, so I'm assuming it's to be done as tolerated by pain. So, this accident has transported me from a training peak to a training valley, though hopefully this valley is just a small one ;)
Cyclists, as always, please be careful out there. And to drivers, please please please be on the lookout for cyclists and other pedestrians. It's not worth running someone over to get to your destination 30 seconds faster!