Originally Posted by
pdlamb
Last night's ride home was carefully calibrated to fit in between two lines of showers. It almost worked, too, except the rain hit half a mile from the house. I had on a loud jersey with all kinds of lights that I mostly didn't need.
Beautiful morning for a ride, but I went to see the cardiologist instead. Good news there, makes up for missing a beautiful riding day.
I always ride my bicycle to my cardiologist appointments, just to symbolically thumb my nose at my congenital heart condition.
As part of their standard check-in questionnaire they always ask me, "Do you feel well enough to walk to the exam room, or would you like a wheelchair?" I hold up my bike helmet and say, "I think I'm good to walk."
One of these days I'm going to get up the guts to ask for a wheelchair and then put my helmet on as they wheel me down the hall.