I BLAME THE BIKE.
Ancient Hawaiian mythology attributes “pohaku” or a “life force” to certain larger rocks – some say lava rocks – and bad luck befalls those who disturb them. The Brady Bunch bastardized this myth in the famous, 3-part “tabu” episodes, but that’s all I’ll say about that.
We, as cyclists, attribute some life force to our bikes. Why do we feel guilty when we neglect our old bike when we get a new one? Why do we feel genuine happiness for them when we give them a nice tune up? Why? Pohaku, that’s why.
Well I was on the other, more vengeful side of said life force this past week in Hawaii. See, I knew I was going to be off the bikes and on Maui for a week so I lent my Niner to a friend who wanted to try singlespeed. The result is illustrated up there – a costochondral separation. Or a separated rib, in layman’s terms. My Niner clearly didn’t like me abandoning her and pimping her out so she struck back. And now I’ll be off the bike for a few weeks.
(cursing the sky with both fists) Pohaku!!
Come to think of it, maybe bodysurfing for 3 straight hours like you used to do when you were 18 while eating fried food and rum may have had something to do with it…
No. That’s just crazy.
Definitely has to be the angered spirit of my bicycle.
This is what I have on my 6th rib after getting doored in 2009. It had about a 50-50 chance at the time and never healed, and consequently it (painfully) clicks out of place as I sleep, when I receive or give hugs, when I do a pull up (e.g. rock climbing) and some other random actions like stretching. Because of this painful clicking, my posture has been affected as I tend to bring my shoulders forward and down to prevent it from coming loose, which results in a lot of neck and shoulder tension nowadays. The statute on limitations for car accidents in Washington would have prevented me from learning this in time (injuries like this can take up to 4 years to fully heal, whereas the limit in Washington to make a claim is 1 or 2 years).
There is a surgical procedure that can be done, which I have been considering a little… it’s painful, but it’s not something that impacts my day-to-day life and is completely manageable. Should that change, going under the knife may be an option to explore.