Two weeks and I’m back on the bike. I can only attribute my fast recovery to an unprecedented (at least in my world) amount of self-care.
The days right after the wreck
The first week after kissing the curb and getting 15 stitches in my knee and my elbow included a lot of bandages, Neosporin, ice, heating pad, antibiotics, limping, and climbing stairs like I’m 8 again. Sadly, what was missing was biking. It wasn’t until day 4 that I could even bend my knee 90 degrees.
I have a great physical therapist. Steven Ryan at True Physical Therapy (www.truept.com) has been strength-training me for months in preparation for the Moxie Ride. When the accident happened he turned all of our focus to my knee. Over a few sessions, he got my knee bending, pushed me to work my knee instead of baby it, and then got me on a stationary bike. Just the confidence I needed.
A dose of my acupuncturist, Shoshanna at Red Bank Wellness Center (www.healing4u.com), and I’m transported back to Berkeley. After she stuck countless needles in my knee, there was a noticeable decrease in the swelling. Part needle-pointing guru and part energy therapist, Shoshanna believes my accident is preventing a greater one on the Moxie Ride. I’m with her.
In the middle of the day I got a massage! Who does that when they’re not on vacation? But my muscles were insanely wound after diving off of the bike and into a curb. Angela at the Red Bank Wellness Center is amazing – she works muscles like she’s kneading dough into a pizza.
Now here’s something I hadn’t thought of – sleeping. For the first 2 days afterwards, I actually slept until 8:30am. What a treat (even though I was sleeping with bags of ice).
I’ve been marinating my knee in Vitamin E, while devouring enough anti-inflammatory herbs to make the price of Whole Foods stock go up.
The cocktail of inordinate care worked
Just shy of 2 weeks, and Chuck and I were back on our bikes! 17 miles on Sunday, 22 on Tuesday, and my knee feels fantastic! We’re gearing up for a 50-mile ride on Saturday, provided it doesn’t snow….
Before I was a brazen cyclist, now I’m an intentional cyclist. Before I was focused on the changing scenery and the conversation with other cyclists, with a mere glance at the road now and again. Now I’m focused on the road immediately in front of me and the terrain just ahead. I still inhale the changing scenery, but I’ve decided to get off my bike and love the sunrise instead of trying to grab it as I drive by. What a great lesson for me (albeit an expensive one!) on being intentional, focused, and present in all areas of my life.