from November...early post-concussion
The bike lurched sideways
as studded tires clamped and rolled over icy bumps and patches
and I rehearsed my logic,
"be supple"
but my elbows stiffened
chest tightened
breath caught
...be
supple....
I rode past the turn for home,
tears freezing
because of fear
and freedom
and I wasn’t sure which was more terrifying.
-OB
6 comments:
Freedom? Check.
Fear? Check.
Keep riding? Awesome!
Are you recovered?
Recovered--lingering symptoms include an increased sensitivity to certain sounds/pitches and to general bullshit (because really, does it matter?).
PS glad to have found your new blog!
Take it form a beat up old dog...years from now you will marvel at how you are back to normal...so glad you are mending.
Glad to "hear" your voice. And I share the "sensitive to bullshit" symptom. :)
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