August 29, 2010

Let's Go, Chop-Chop!

Friday evening my mother arrived at my place and spent the night on a air mattress. Saturday morning, we hopped into my car and zoomed off to a timbersports competition west of Rochester. I think of Rochester as being an hour away, but this trip took an hour and twenty minutes. My mental model involves riding along the highway, while the competition was in a small town quite a bit north of the interstate.

Anyway, my sister and brother-in-law were competing. I'm not sure if they had much fun, because they were plagued with misfortune and equipment problems. I suppose "a bad day golfing is better than a good day working," but I've always felt a good day golfing would be better still.

I did get to see both of my parents and one of my nieces, which was nice. Also, last year this competition was cold and rainy. This year is was in the mid-80s with an almost cloudless sky. I ended up a little sunburned and a lot dehydrated.

Today, I decided to try bicycling, even though my doctor hasn't cleared me yet. I didn't get far. I blame the bike- I was on a borrowed mountain bike, with an aggressive tucked posture (that transfers weight onto the arms) and with very very knobby offroad tires, give a very vibratory ride on the pavement. I only made it about a half mile before I gave up. The worse-broken wrist didn't hurt at all, but the supposedly better-healed radius was burning like fire. My theory: there are lots of other wrist bones to provide support, while the radius has just the ulna to share the strain.

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