3 lesson

October 16, 2012. That was Tuesday. It was around 4.45pm. I had left work a little early. Took the Westown Parkway to get home. Usually the traffic on that road tends to be light after work hour and it has some nice twist & turns, love it. So, here I am at the end of the ride, I pulled into our driveway on my bike (Kawasaki Ninja 250). As I am coming in, there's some overgrown weeds on the driveway.

The Weed Story: It was a mistake moving to this place. Should have done a little bit of digging on the landlord. According to our lease, his son suppose to be taking care of the lawn. But I haven't seen Mitch since mid summer. The weeds in the driveway, the grasses in the backyard are over grown. He did show up once to do the front yard so as to avoid getting any notice. This place is falling apart. It sucks. After much complaining, Doug's sister and his brother-in-law came over to take care of the backyard and the broken branches, but not the weed on the driveway.

Back to my story: I am pulling in and turning to stop the bike at an angle so as to back it up in the garage. When the unthinkable happens. Being on top the weeds at an angle, the bike gives out on me. The front tire slipped and the bike starts to fall on my right. Caught off guard, I try my best to stop it from falling. And that's when I feel the pressure & pull at the same time on my right leg. I could tell, I am hurt but I was concerned about the bike. The bike checks out fine. I come inside, and immediately take 2 ibuprofen for the pain that's developing.

By that night, it is bad. I can barely stretch or move my leg. It's obvious I've strained my muscle. On Wednesday, due to the severe pain and irritation, I emailed Doug and he hasn't even replied yet. I am amazed.

At the moment, Saturday morning, I tried going for a run. The initial muscle pain has subsided quite a bit. It still hurts if I am sitting too long. But when I tried to not run, not jog but simply tiptoe, it hurts. I feel a sharp pain on my nerve. I may need to talk to the doctor who saw me on Thursday or see an specialist.

This is just like the time I twisted my ankle. 3 lesson while I was dealing with the emotion of not getting a single fucking call or reply from Doug, and also not being able to run either.

1. Take it slow, this is going to take time
2. Don't give up, keep trying.
3. Always be humble.

I will write more later. Gotta go to MN for apartment hunting.