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It's been almost three weeks since my bike crash and I am still hurting. Almost all my bruising is gone but my back is still swollen and there is a spot on the outside of my left calf that makes me wince. It's right where when you cross your left leg over your right the left leg touches the right. And I forget and try to cross my legs and that is when I wince. And my back looks funny...well it's really my side. And it's not really funny...the responses range from..."MOM! That is GROSS." to "OHMYGOSHSUSIEHAVEYOUGONEBACKTOTHEDOCTOR?" Wearing clothes is a little tricky as I can't really wear anything that you have to button. Or zip. I mean I can, but it hurts. I told someone when I was in the Vicadin and muscle relaxer stupor that what worried me most is that it hasn't bruised yet. Having been an athlete all my life, I know my body. It bruises after the fact...this used to drive my gymnastic coach crazy. I'd complain of an ache, he'd check the area out, see nothing and tell me to suck it up. Two weeks later I'd have a nice bruise and he'd freak out. We'd have to really sit down and think about what caused it because in two weeks of gymnastics, the original ache is a distant memory...so many others to take it's place. After a while he kept a log. So, that I still have no bruising in the area and I am still swollen and in pain tells me the ER doctor was right on...I have deep, deep internal bruising. Sweet.

I wish so much to be able to workout in some way. To go from 7 day a week training to hobbling around isn't good. Mentally I feel great and want to get out there and be training for something else. I really wanted to keep that level of fitness and really see what I could do with it. Now, I have to be careful. I wasn't careful spectating at IMAZ this past weekend and boy am I paying for it. I was hoping to be able to swim this week...and maybe I can, but I'm a little apprehensive to try. If walking around for a few hours hurts this bad, I'm just a little concerned what swimming would do. I've told myself to wait for what the doctor says...I go back on Tuesday.

In the mean time I'll try not to go crazy looking at all the things I put off  while training...my yard, my pool, spring cleaning. Okay, it IS driving me crazy and then I do too much. I cleaned my office and spent most of the next day on the couch. I swept up all the orange blossoms that the wicked winds blew off my orange tree and spent most of the next day on the couch. Scheesh. Why didn't I watch where I was going on that stupid plank?! You think I would have learned my lesson w/ the wall. And why did they put a stupid plank there anyway!?

But something good has come out of it...one of the med tent doctors that I spoke to about Jon got in touch w/ me and let me know that his wife won a lottery spot  for Kona. And, she wants to race for Jon. They want to raise some money for ALS and she will log roll at the finish. So cool. So very, very cool. That is what Jon wanted...people racing to raise money for ALS. Not to remember him, per say, but to know that log roll means money raised for ALS; don't forget ALS; find a cure for ALS. He did Kona not for notariety for himself, but to put ALS on the map. And he has.

He has.

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