A Hard Head and a Failure to Bounce

Two Saturdays ago Sponge Bob hit a bad section of road and crashed. He was found in the middle of the road with no clear idea of how he got there. This is a scenario that scares even the most seasoned of riders. There was no sign of impact with a vehicle, and SB is a well seasoned rider with very good bike handling skills. What happened?
There is a section of road in Granjeno that has had a lot of heavy truck traffic. The trucks have caused collapse of the road substrate, leaving a few tire shaped trenches. At first glance

One Saturday ago, I was riding with a group in La Joya. The group turned up Jara Chinas road and I failed to catch the last wheel. There were various reasons for this. The pace picked up on the turn, I did not feel like sprinting up to the last wheel and I thought I would close the gap when the pace settled back down. Well. the pace never settled back down, it actually picked up and I watched the group ride away from me. I watched them ride away for six miles, getting smaller and smaller on one of the loneliest roads in the valley.
Sponge Bob doesn’t remember much of his accident. The clues suggest he did an endo. That means the front wheel ceased to rotate and he went over the handlebars, ending in a header. His helmet has four big cracks in it and his pelvis has two cracks. There is a cracked or broken rib as well. He will be off the bike for six to eight weeks at best.
My little story ended up

Sponge Bob doesn’t bounce well. He is a white guy and we all know white guys don’t bounce. He has a very hard head though. There is some debate whether the tarmac or his cranium broke his helmet. His stubbornness will serve him in good stead. He will use the same discipline he uses in training to recover and get back on the road. He will ignore the friends and family who are asking him if it is finally time to quit cycling. Instead he will rely on the strength of his cycling family to get back on the road.
My hard head got me rapidly no where. The beach section of Jara Chinas has virtually no houses and little traffic. When a vehicle does come down the road there is a Saharan dust storm accompanying it. I made it almost five miles. I saw a second dust storm approaching, this one with two kayaks on top. It was my friends Betty and Susan and they gave me a lift back into civilization.
Stubbornness can be a curse or a gift depending on how you use it. Some times it is called perseverance, will or strength. Other times it is obstinance, ego or jackassnicity. Friends on the other hand are a wealth beyond words.
2 Comments:
Sorry we left you. I didn't realize you dropped until we stopped. Hope you had on your sunscreen when you went to the beach.
Sunscreen and sand in my shorts.
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