I was so proud of the fact that I was physically ready for a sprint Tri this coming Sunday 9/8 -- I had prostate surgery this past May 31. Went out for my last long ride, this past Wednesday. Guy at a stop sign makes eye contact with me ......and then goes. Too late for me, I tried veering right and his side mirror and my left ribs "became friends."
I was on the main thoroughfare, had the right of way, and I was NOT going fast. Alas, I was going too fast to avoid this dare-I-say idiot.
CAT Scan shows nothing broken, chest is clear. BUT, if I turn the wrong way, cough, deep breath egad the pain is intense. Can't run 2 steps without sharp pain. So, unless I magically wake up tomorrow feeling spiffy I'm out of that Tri. I am really depressed.