flesh wound

I went on a group bike ride after work yesterday and on the way back, TOTALLY ATE IT. Instead of making a tight U-turn on a path in a park, I followed Fred straight onto a dirt path shortcut. My wheel caught the edge of the tiny wooden curb and I fell onto my hands and knees. Mostly my knees. Just my right knee. I took a breather for a few minutes and poured some water on it to get the dirt out; I didn’t think it felt too bad, like a large area scrape but not too deep. By the time we got back the blood was dripping from my knee into my sock, so hardcore! And the actual wound looked like Halloween zombie make-up. The shredded skin was lumpy and covered in shiny blood and … pretty much like a zombie.

I decided to just head home to do a thorough clean up. Rinsed it completely off in the shower, got out all the dirt I could manage without an actual “rub,” and noticed that the dead skin shreds turned white? Kind of like a weird skin version of coagulating. Didn’t bother/have the balls to rip/cut off the dead skin pieces, so I decided to leave it. Smothered the entire thing with neosporin and wrapped it up in paper towels + tape. Bleeding slowed pretty quickly, but hasn’t entirely stopped since I can’t help but move my leg when needed.

Morning-after injury count: Lleft ankle very bruised, not swollen. Left knee medium sized bruise, very minor scrapes. Right knee hella bruised, looks like lasagna. Both hands are totally fine, thank goodness. I’d be much, much unhappier if my hands took the blunt of the fall instead of my knee, I think.

No pictures here, since it looks hella disgusting. I’m planning on taking a fantastic time lapse with once-a-day photos. It’s going to be great!!

In the end, I’m glad that:
– I clot
– I’m not afraid of blood/pain
– It wasn’t worse
– I sometimes rebelliously use my left foot to brake when driving, and now that skill has come in handy
– I don’t have to take PTO

I’m annoyed that:
– I have to skip yoga for a few weeks, I hope that Amber will let me postpone my membership :/
– I don’t have a roommate to heed my every beck and call
– I’m vegetarian
– No more biking/cardio exercise for awhile

Also, this may be taxing on my immune system which is already crappy. I’m going to skip Enbrel until the wound is completely closed up, just to be safe. No need to flirt with infection.

Lastly, no need to worry, folks. I know I’ll be fine and it’s just a mere flesh wound. It will heal in time and I’ll be up and (literally) running soon! I feel like a kid again, haven’t had a knee injury like this in like, a decade?

making muscles

I started a two week “trial” session at East West Yoga in Cupertino last Monday and have been three times since (M, W, Sun). I’ll probably go two more times this week, likely today and Wednesday again. I realized too late that there’s no evening Vinyasa class on Fridays, so I just did some weights last Friday instead. During my first class, I felt like I was the most advanced yogi in the room, which really surprised me. I guess I’ve been used to going to studios in LA perused by serious long term devotees, with their effortless hand/headstands. It’s kind of refreshing to see how much better I am than average, up here. Two years of yoga really makes a big difference!

On Saturday morning, I test-commuted to work on my bike. I left around 7:35 and got there a few minutes after 8am – 33 minutes to bike 6.3 miles. Not bad! Definitely doable, I wasn’t totally pooped when I arrived. I rested for about half an hour and then headed back home via Wolfe. I found out the hard way that overpasses are extremely difficult on a bike – akin to sprinting up a mountain on foot. After getting home, I was definitely really tired. The change in temperature in just an hour in the morning made a big difference.

Yesterday’s afternoon yoga session was pretty different than I was used to. There were a lot of pranayama and core exercises, and since it was just an hour long, there wasn’t much time for anything else. Still a good session though. The instructor had a British accent which was fun.

Anyway, all I really wanted to say was that all this exercise is making me really confused about what sore muscles are from which exercise. When I biked to work, my arms were sore (from weights?) and today my legs are sore (from biking?). I was planning on starting sets of negative pull-ups this week, but I think I need to get used to the other things I’ve added to my regime first…