The body is an amazing thing my friend. Here I am, just off a 3,200- mile season without a single crash after that little incident that welcomed me into the cycling club for real. Stuff heals. And heck, that picture of my thigh is right over the hip replacement! My surgeon looked at the X-ray afterward and said, "Man, I must have done a good job on you. She looks better than ever in there. No damage to the joint done!"

As for how it happened....
Turning onto my final street after a quick 20-mile ride. I was going about 17 at the time I remember because I had looked down before the turn.

Turning right, I heard a crackling noise. It would prove to be a noise that I still flinch when I hear now....tires on a little road sand. It was like ice. All of the sudden the bike is flying out from under me and I remember my face bouncing off the pavement.