On December 28, the last day of the regular NFL season I took a leisurely ride before the Denver San Diego game but I didn’t make it home for twenty six days. A few hours into the ride I had an accident, or what I call an Involuntary Dismount and while I would like to give you the details I have complete amnesia from one mile before the accident site until nine days later.
From what I know second hand, the crash took place on a freeway onramp and the bike was destroyed by the guardrail while I was blessed enough to fly over or under it.
After a total of six and a half weeks I have returned to work part time.
As far as riding again, I have not decided yet but have three issues to resolve before I could ride again.
1. The bike and safety equipment were destroyed so I would need to spend lots of $$$ to ride again.
2. I am on blood thinners for about the next six months so riding and knife juggling may not be wise right now.
3. I view riding as a risk management exercise where I need to identify a risk, make a quick mitigation decision and execute it without hesitation. Given my memory lapse of the event, I have no lessons to learn and do not know if I made an error in judgment or execution that caused this injury.
Of the three issues the third is the most troubling for me.
I am still convinced of the need for a man to have adventure and am seeking alternate forms of adventure while riding is not an option.
The one thing I would never want to happen is to hear that my experience led anyone to abandon riding or any adventure because of my story. Men need adventure and more than that any man who lives life with the goal of being careful or to tries to manage life with the goal of avoiding risk is living a shallow life and taking on part of God’s job in providing for them.
Please continue to ride (or whatever) and let God be the one who protects you. He wasn’t done with me and arranged for me to miss the guardrail – He is a Big God and can handle the small stuff.
The picture is what was left of the bike.
From what I know second hand, the crash took place on a freeway onramp and the bike was destroyed by the guardrail while I was blessed enough to fly over or under it.
After a total of six and a half weeks I have returned to work part time.
As far as riding again, I have not decided yet but have three issues to resolve before I could ride again.
1. The bike and safety equipment were destroyed so I would need to spend lots of $$$ to ride again.
2. I am on blood thinners for about the next six months so riding and knife juggling may not be wise right now.
3. I view riding as a risk management exercise where I need to identify a risk, make a quick mitigation decision and execute it without hesitation. Given my memory lapse of the event, I have no lessons to learn and do not know if I made an error in judgment or execution that caused this injury.
Of the three issues the third is the most troubling for me.
I am still convinced of the need for a man to have adventure and am seeking alternate forms of adventure while riding is not an option.
The one thing I would never want to happen is to hear that my experience led anyone to abandon riding or any adventure because of my story. Men need adventure and more than that any man who lives life with the goal of being careful or to tries to manage life with the goal of avoiding risk is living a shallow life and taking on part of God’s job in providing for them.
Please continue to ride (or whatever) and let God be the one who protects you. He wasn’t done with me and arranged for me to miss the guardrail – He is a Big God and can handle the small stuff.
The picture is what was left of the bike.
If you want to hear more details or see more pictures of my recovery go to my wife's blog at
