Yep, that's me with the cast from hip to toe. So no, this isn't the first time I've broken my right leg. I'm 6 years old in this picture, and, go figure, that break occurred because of a bike incident too. Remember those little banana seat bikes that you had to pedal backwards to stop?
Well, apparently that time, I forgot that and decided to use my foot as a brake after flying down a long gravel driveway. Result? Summer spent in a cast. No fun! My favorite trip to the cottage wasn't spent on tubes, skis and disks behind the boat, but with a garbage bag over my leg floating around in a tube. I guess I just haven't learned. Pretty much all my broken bones have come while riding a bike (excluding the time I broke a toe by dropping a frozen water bottle on my foot), but I just keep getting back in the saddle. Will I get back into the saddle this time? Only time will tell. But I'm definitely going to start running more.
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