November 29, 2016 About thirteen months ago, my work schedule changed.  I began working fewer hours in an attempt to help my rattled brain heal.  About thirteen months ago, the comments started. Comments such as “must be nice not working full time” or “I wish I was you”.  Let me be clear here...you do NOT … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: a harsh reality →

August 19, 2016 Dear Driver,     Do you realize what today is?  Does this day haunt you, the way it haunts me?  Do you relive it, thinking what you should have done differently?  I do all the time. I think I never should have gone on that bike ride.  I never should have been on that … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: two-years post accident →

July 3, 2016 Today is July 3rd...my birthday!  I have now had two more birthdays than I was “supposed” to.  According to all reports, things should have stopped on August 19, 2014.  From the moment of the accident, all I heard from doctors, police officers, paramedics, lawyers, etc. was “you shouldn’t have survived this!”  It … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: it’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to. →

August 19, 2015 The image is still very vivid in my head…perhaps it always will be. It is impossible to put into words the fear you feel, knowing you’re about to be hit, and there is nothing you can do about it. Tuesday, August 19, 2014…an ambulance is called at 19:51 with the report of … Continue reading Confession of a Concussed Cyclist…one year later →

July 23, 2015 I met with my lawyer today...if you've ever had a settlement meeting with a lawyer, you know these can be stressful, overwhelming meetings. If you've ever met with a lawyer to discuss a settlement and you have a head injury, then you know these meetings can be stressful, overwhelming, and a form … Continue reading Confession of a Tired, Concussed Cyclist →

December 11, 2014 From the time I pedaled my first kilometer, cycling has been my heaven (you don't need to know me well to know that). It has been my escape, my therapist, my joy. I've pushed myself further cycling than I ever thought possible...but then in the blink of an eye it just stopped. … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist →