52 Weeks

A year ago today I was having surgery on my broken leg. They installed a nice little metal plate just above my ankle which is still around today. I spent that Monday not eating, going to the doctors office, being wheeled into surgery at 4:30 and waking up and enjoying the morphine they gave me. This Monday I think I'll go for a bike ride, run some errands, 'enjoy' my class at 5:20 and go to bed early. Which day do you think will be better?

All things said though, Dr. Duchane did a pretty good job. I had just about zero confidence in him at the time, but the leg isn't giving me to much trouble and any problems are really due to my half assed physical therapy and overaggressive race season.