I get hurt so you don't have too...part 3!

This sees to be a reoccurring theme on my blog.... remember HERE and HERE...

Last Sunday - Cayla, Tommy and I went to have a serious bike ride on the Trinity Trail. I hadn't been on my bike since my last tri the end of August (approx. 3 wks). We rode 22 miles from Ft. Worth to Benbrook and back (22 total).

It was a GREAT ride... we had a nice flat road to work some sprints, a few biatch of hills to work on strength, and subsequently super fun downhills (which are my fav.) all in all it was good ride.

About half way through the ride we stopped and saw the space shuttle being piggy- backed over an airplane... it flew right over us! It was so cool - it was flying from CA to FL and stopped in Ft. Worth at the base. It was amazing!! I had never seen a space shuttle before!!!!

Anyway - I digress....

With about 2 miles left in our ride we were on the home stretch. If you are not familiar the Trinity Trail is a little wider than a sidewalk...but wide enough to ride single file and have riders riding both ways. So we were riding single file.. Cay, Tommy, then me... when this group of riders (3) ... who i'm convinced thought they were "professional" ... were coming up on our left going the opposite direction of us.

The douche bag in the back of the pack, thought he would be cute and try to pass his friends but waited too long and for me to avoid hitting him head on I tried to ride the side of the trail. He missed his passing opportunity and hit me.... and knocked me off my bike. I fell straight flat dab on the concrete.... and yell a very loud explicative that starts with an "f" and rhymes with sucker....

I got up...pissed and now bleeding on my white handle bar tape..... and continued riding. Maybe 45 seconds passed and the douchey "professional" biker road up behind me and asked if I was ok. Here is our dialogue...

DoucheyBikerGuy: "Are you Ok"
Me: "yes"

DoucheyBikerGuy: "Are you sure; you have a strawberry on your arm?"
Me: "yes; I am fine"

DoucheyBikerGuy: "are you sure; you are bleeding"
Me: (in a majorly irritated tone) 'yes; if I wasn't I wouldn't be back on my bike"

DoucheyBikerGuy: "i'm sorry - I was just day dreaming out here... it's a nice day"
Me: "have a nice ride"

I quickly picked up my speed and got away from him because if I did not get away I was going to wrap my bike around his neck and throw him on the concrete.

I was so mad. Who "daydreams" while operating a moving vehicle!! I know it isn't a car or anything but someone could have been seriously hurt... what if I was a little kid??? There were plenty of little kids on the trail that day and he could have plowed over any one of them.

I was ticked... .and I still am to tell you the truth.

Anyway - here are some pictures I took tonight of my injuries.

The palm of my left hand is scraped and grossly bruised (you can't tell from the picture.. but it's green/yellowish now)

My left knee is scraped up... and I have a bruise on my hip.... I didn't take a picture of the hip bruise because honestly it's more on my arse and I don't want to plaster pics of my arse on the internet....

oh and my left elbow is all scraped up and has strawberries (or raspberries...which ever...)

Hand

Hand pic #2

Elbow....

Elbow #2

Knee...

Drum Roll Please...

I know you all look forward to "Pic of the Week" Thursday :)

Today I have 2 (I guess I'll make up for last week since I was beside myself in NOLA and not blogging)

#1: Group pic from Della's Bach Party before dinner! I didn't have this one when i posted about the whole party HERE...but I love this picture... I would love it even more if Kristin could have been with us...



#2: The drivers side door of my car:
It doesn't look so bad in the picture except for the fact that it's the DRIVERS SIDE DOOR!! I was sitting right where she impacted me! I got a call from the body shop today and it's about $4500 - $5000 worth of damage. They won't know about my axle until they pull it apart; but Kelley Blue Book says in "excellent" condition it would only have a minimal trade in value. I hope they total it out...

More to come after the wedding this weekend.... watch out College Station - we're comin' back!

"Come pick me up I just got in a F'in wreck...."

The first words out of my mouth when I called Karen yesterday when I was 1mile away from her house and stuck in the middle of the service road of the George Bush Turnpike.

I had left work and was headed to Karen's to go pick up our wedding dresses for Della's wedding. Cayla was over on our side of town for a dentist appointment so she was going to meet us and then we were going to hang out. (Like I haven't seen these girls enough... j/k :)) I love summers when my friends don't have to work!

Soo... I'm on Old Denton turning right onto the service road, minding my own business; when seriously out of no where this lady drives into the side of my car.

Apparently she had made a U-turn and cut across three lanes of traffic to turn into the shopping center where Hobby Lobby is and didn't pay one bit of attention to me and my measly little car. Her Honda Odyssey van drove right on into me... and could have possibly totaled my car.. AWESOME!!!

I just paid this car off in February, put two new tires on it on Wednesday of last week, and to top it off, had a full tank of gas.... UGHHH.

So - I'm working from home today because I'm car less until I can pick up my rental tomorrow.

Awesome blossom....

Hope your Tuesday was better...

Lots to blog about on this Monday...

Monday's are notorious for being sucky...right... at least I wake up and say ... S$%t it's Monday again?? Where did my weekend go??? This Monday however; was different...

I woke up promptly at 5:40am and was on the treadmill running at 6:00am...

So - I was worked out, showered, made up, dressed, and was at work by 7:45am... wowza! That's a days work and it wasn't even 8am...

This weekend was a whirlwind... Friday night I had a graduation party for a friend, she graduated from UTA with a bachelor's in Interior Design...so if you need some interior decorating I know the person to call!

Saturday I celebrated graduation's for Cayla and Hunter... Hunter finished law school!!! He graduated Friday at 2pm and Cayla graduates from grad school at 7pm tonight! YAY for both of them!

Saturday Cay and Hunter threw a great graduation party in Ft. Worth! Blue Mesa catered... YUM-O... I think I ate the whole tub of sweet potato chips...

We took lots of pictures but they haven't been downloaded off the cameras yet - but when they are I'll post pics...

On the athletic front:

I signed up for another tri in Agust ... August 23 to be exact! YAY... AND...Newbie is doing it with us!!! woot woot!!! So excited! This will be Newbie's first tri and I'm so excited to be competing with her and I think Cay is going to sign up to.

So between now and then I'm on a waiting list for a tri on May 30, but it's not lookin' so good.... they only took 150 registrants and I'm on a waiting list of 12 people... which means nearly 10% of the registrants would have to drop out and as of today not one person has dropped out. Cayla isn't going to be happy with me....

Here was my dilema and why I'm on the waiting list in the first place. I tried to register a few weeks ago and the active.com site was down for two days and wouldn't let me register so I tried again the third day and finally go through... however after I inputted all of my info it gave me a big red warning label that said "EVENT FULL" or something irritating like that...

So I have emailed the race director every week asking if anyone has dropped and every week it is a "No Sorry" :( ... and he puts the sad face...

UGH!

On a happy note... My other SUPER TRI FRIEND CHRISTY finished 3rd in her triathlon this past weekend! Way to go lady - IMCOZ ain't got nothin' you!!!!

I get hurt so you don't have to...part 2

If you remember correctly a few days ago I posted this ... well as you may have noticed it said "Part 1"... you have to assume that I would follow up with a "part 2"....

So.... last week I decided I would take a run over to Karen & Ciearra's... it's about 2 - 2.5 miles from my house to theirs. Not too bad right...

So I lace up my shoes, grab my iphone (which operates as an ipod too... good thing I can listen to my tunes and still have my phone in case something happens right...), and head out the door for a nice afternoon run. It was probably almost 80 degrees that day... such a pretty day.

So here I am trucking along Kelly towards George Bush. Now, to give those of you who are not familiar the "lay of the land" between my house and Karen's, we basically are separated by a HUGE MASSIVE TOLL ROAD. To get to the side of the street that Karen's neighborhood is on I have to cross over George Bush and subsequently run about 3/4 of a mile down the access road to get to the entrance of her neighborhood...

I was having a minor freak out because I couldn't remember if there were sidewalks along the access road... luckily there were so I was a-ok! Had there not been, this could have been a much worst post... ie... I get hurt by getting run over by a car on the highway....

As I'm crossing over the bridge and cars are whizzing by me... I start feeling this burning sensation right by my hip. My iphone was in it's little sports case and clipped onto the waist band of my running pants so I figured "Oh it's just hot from being played" so I scooted it over so it would stop burning me......

Little did I know at that point .. I had already been burned... and blistered for that matter. WHO GETS BURNED AND BLISTERED BY AN IPHONE??????

See below

You can't really see the magnitude of the blister in this picture... over the course of the few days following my run it scabbed over and was gross... now it's healed but I will NEVER clip my iphone to my waistband again... I will ALWAYS use the arm strap that came with the case.

Toodles!

I get hurt so you don't have to...part 1

I wasn't going to blog about this... BUT... since the two friends I told this story to initially have blabbed their big mouths because they think it's funny (not naming any names... KAREN AND CIEARRA) I will go ahead and tell you what happened...

*****FLASHBACK ABOUT A MONTH AND HALF AGO....(insert wayne's world finger movement and sound here)******

I was super stoked to get my bike. Tommy had found it on Craigslist for me and I was so excited to have a real road bike. If you remember correctly, the only other bike I've ever had was like a pink, basket and all, 10 speed that I barely rode because I lived on gravel and that makes it rather difficult as an uncoordinated little girl. (not much has changed... I'm still rather uncoordinated)

Anyway...

I got my bike and Tommy came over to fix it up... check the gears, brakes, adjust the handle bars, seat, etc...

After all was complete I took it out for a spin... The loop around my neighborhood is about a mile give or take... so I figured that would be a nice little "get acquainted" at 10pm ride...

I was going pretty good... quick little jaunt through the neighborhood... when all of a sudden four houses down from my finish line (my house)... I got going WAY to fast....

I panicked... forgot where the brakes were and laid me and my bike over in the street. It was either that OR hit the mailbox... and I opted for a few scrapes rather than a broken neck, hip, leg, arm, etc...

I totally freaked out... I didn't know what do... now you may have a TINY bit of understanding as to why I have a few apprehensions regarding the bike portion of my triathlon.

I have gotten on my bike sense and I'm doing just fine... but I don't ride in streets and I tend to enjoy riding where there is no one around that I can plow into and subsequently discombobulate.

I have a feeling I will soon be comfortable on the bike ... just as I am now comfortable swimming.. however I may prefer drowning over a bought of road rash...