So I am actually quite cautious in scaring people without a warning. With this blog you've seen a couple of pictures and read some others. But to throw these pix onto Facebook isn't my style. And on my blog I get to really explain, something I can not do on 140 charax of Twitter. haha
So for a few I did drop them a brief note saying I had a "boo-boo" or some sort of non-sense. Cola can tell you that my two messages left at the hotel were Doris Day bright and shiny. :)
So when I told Big Fig he responded with I hope you "are being very careful not to allow scars to settle in. And please don't allow the incident to interfere with the sporty you, which suits you so well." Some things are said so simply but with such conviction. Fig is RIGHT. I am being careful not to allow ANY scars to settle in. Not the road rash, the Why Me or any other scars. This is LIFE. It happens! Tons of Good and Great and some other stuff, but mostly Good and Great. And the Sporty does suit me. I am often in the last 5% of the finishers in any Half Marathon I've been in. But after 16, I know I can do 13.1 miles without a hitch. So now I've only to adjust the future ones to accomplish what I need to do for myself.
'Cause I Ain't Done!!!
Now onto Irony
AmEx sent me a letter telling me that they would gladLy sell me Travel Insurance to handle my "Emergencies." This arrived on Thursday. Just 5 days too fucking late!
Aids Life Cycle sent me an invitation on Friday to join their cycle from San Fran to LA. Just NOW, I think Sporty Spice will WAIT on his next bike ride. That's a long way to ride and since I only made less than 2 miles on Saturday, I would need a little more practice. haha
HUMOR, IT SIMPLY LAYS THERE LIKE A G-STRING, JUST WAITING FOR ME TO PLUCK IT!