Aside: I just realized that the title above is more or less ganked from one of my favorie horsey books, Reflections on Riding and Jumping, by William Steinkraus. If you're an equestrian who rides in any of the hunter-seat disciplines, it's well worth a read, even if you don't compete.
I've just had a blissfull, delightful weekend that did not involve cycling at all — proof that it's entirely possible to have fun without using bicycles :D Take note: if you have a chance to go see Wicked, don't pass it up. Especially don't pass it up if you can go with a charming beau or belle who will hold your hand the whole time — it's a very romantic show with a lot to say about love, loyalty, and friendship.
I didn't ride this weekend because my beau, who's a physical therapist and knows what he's talking about, and my roommate, who used to be in the medical field and also knows what he's talking about, both suggested that I give my leg some time to heal.
It looks like, overly-optimistic predictions aside, I will indeed not be cycling for a week or so. I'm finding it surprisingly easy to comply — in part because my leg is all kinds of weird and funky colors, still fairly swollen, and really quite painful, but also because it's easy to listen to someone who makes you light up like a back-roads brevet on a moonless night. Especially when a friend who has stood by you through thick and thin for nearly a third of your life and who is almost always right backs him up :)
I have laid hands on a bike I really want to put through its paces — a beautiful steel Specialized Allez decked out in Shimano 105 components (and weird purple bar tape). I have no idea what its actual built-up weight is, but it's a beautiful little bike and feels like it weighs half what Swift does. That seems unlikely, as even a titanium bike is probably going to weigh 10 or 15 pounds when built up, but suffice it to say I'm looking forward to riding the Allez.
I wager that it would normally be quite frustrating to have a fast new bike at one's disposal and be unable to ride it, but recent developments in the field of romance have nullified that blow pretty effectively.
I plan take some pictures of my leg, partly for the amusement of the intarwebz, but also to remind myself to be a little more careful. I am not, by nature, a cautious person where physical danger is concerned -- so I'm going to have to work on that :) I'll post them here once I've got 'em. Not that I think anyone has a great and enduring need to see my bockety leg, but it's amusing.