Thursday, May 8, 2014
I stopped blogging because I stopped biking, I stopped biking because I broke my right ring finger.
That was almost 2 years ago.
Holy smokes - where did that time go?
Did anyone notice i took a hiatus?
I've totally stopped cycling to work, I have some great excuses.
But the only excuse I use is: the broken finger..
Everyone asks how did i break my finger? A bike?
No - it was a horse.
The horse was so excited to be going outside, that while I was taking his lead rope off, he bolted, taking my finger with him.
(I'm lucky it wasn't ripped off my hand.)
I thought my finger was just dislocated, so i snapped it back into place. it made a weird squishy noise when i did that.
My finger continued to throb and hurt like hell, and i just needed something to protect it, like a splint.
So I went to the doc's just to get a finger splint and oops, it was broken. What's with that?
The doctor said i did a good job putting it back in place but it will always be a bit crooked.
A bit crooked? Its so bent and crooked, it's like the witch's finger in Hanzel & Gretel.