Half-way through a 40km bike ride on my way to work on Monday morning, a car pulled out directly in front of me, giving me no choice but to harpoon the drivers side, and take a bite out of the roof of the car. This was the result...
After a spontaneous manifestation of Tourette syndrome, I got a ride home from the police officer that we had called.
I went to the hospital, and got two stitches to hold my bottom lip together, and then went to the dentist to get my front teeth fixed.
Two days later, and I was back training today with a 5km run @ 4:30/km and have a number of cliches that suit my situation, such as...
Anything that doesn't kill you, just makes you stronger
and
Bones heal, and chicks dig scars!
i concur chicks dig scars!
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