Busted Ass

Never let it be said that I don't bust my ass! The second xray of my pelvis reveals that I did, indeed bust my ass in the Bailey the dog vs Me on the bike, spill. The area circled is called the ischial - in other words; sit bone.  For a cyclist, this is a bummer, as that's the exact spot that carries the majority of the pressure, or at least it should be!

The fracture is really secondary to the torn hip flexor and hamstring.  Now THAT is painful.

So yeah - while I finish my physical therapy on the newly reconstructed knee, I get a fresh round to treat the muscle tears. Is there an end to this?

The weather in Middle Tennessee is as good as it gets, and boy do I miss riding my bike. At the same time, I'm in no rush to put this recovery into jeopardy.