My first wreck on a bike, my first ambulance ride, and first stay in the hospital was back when I was 6 years old. I've suffered a number of crashes on my bike since then, breaking a clavicle, later an arm, and collecting an assortment of bumps, bruises, scratches, and scars. My crash in September (8 weeks ago today) resulted in broken ribs, another broken clavicle, and a hairline fracture in my skull. But I was back on my bike 10 days ago. The bones are mostly healed, though it hurts to put on and take off a t-shirt. There are many ways you can get hurt (or worse), every day you face some risk.

Currently I'm going on rides in the middle of the city, about 20km per day. I find that I am a little more anxious when cars pass a little closely, and I am more careful on descents which I usually fly down. But I'm glad to be back on my bike, and I wouldn't give it up.