I have gone over the details of the fall in my head many times.
I shouldn't have ridden in the rain.
I should have called the ride quits at the half way point when my wife offered to come and pick me up.
I should have called the ride quits at the half way point when my wife offered to come and pick me up.
I should have ridden a different bike.
I should have been riding slower.
I should have gone over the railroad tracks on an angle.
I should have...
I should have...
But in the end all this internal agonizing didn't do much good aside from cause me to lose sleep. Sometimes, shit happens. Sometimes freak accidents happen.
And they happen to the best athletes in the world. In a recent ESPN 30 for 30 documentary about Bo Jackson called You Dont' Know Bo, the storytellers explain that when Bo Jackson was tackled and dislocated his hip, it only happened because he was so strong and such an extraordinarily, freakish athlete. And that dislocation caused avascular necrosis which led to the decay of his hip socket. Any other average NFL running back or average athlete would have been fine. But Bo Jackson's career was ended because he was so strong.
That might be the most freakish thing I have ever heard. As an aside, I feel a certain kinship with Mr. Jackson because over the next 2 years I have about a 20-25% chance of avascular necrosis developing in my hip.
So if arguably the best athlete of all time can have a freak accident, so can us mere mortals. Therefore, instead of beating ourselves up and asking why, why, why, we need to simply need to accept that there are things that happen. And there are no reasons and we couldn't have avoided it. It was our path.
We just need to turn the page and focus on recovery. Worrying about the past is a waste of time.
Just ask Bo. He knows.
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