I’ve fallen and I can’t get up!

This is my ceiling. I’ve been staring at it for a week.

Since I last blogged I wrote how I had sprained my neck. Upon further reflection I remembered how I injured my neck. I was training Sunday and hit a bump. My hands slipped off the hoods and I came off the saddle. Luckily as I was falling forward I grabbed the brake levers and was able to yank myself off the top tube and back onto the saddle. All of this happened within two seconds and I really didn’t think anything of this near death experience other than it was a close call. I visited a chiropractor Wednesday and told her my story. After examining me she said the trauma I had was very similar to whip-lash. So all last week my neck continued to ache, I continued to pop muscle relaxers like Pez candy, lie on my back and stare at the ceiling. I went to the chiropractor today and she said that because the pain still radiates down my arm to my fingers I probably have minor nerve damage. Sweet! So I haven’t trained since Sunday and I have the L’Etape coming up on the 7th. The good news is that by next Monday, if I continue to rest, I should be better. My revised training plan is to now go for an easy one-hour ride today and see what happens. If all is good, I’ll continue to do one-hour rides till Monday. From then on I’m back full-gas training till L’Etape. Plus, I’ll continue to pop muscle relaxers. Let the good times roll! Now only if I could score some Vicodine…

At this point I’m wishing I’d just crashed and dealt with the road rash.

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