Welp.
What a strange mixed bag today has been.
It finally happened: took a more significant spill on my bike (though it wasn’t so bad). I’ve been getting riskier, maybe…? I’m not sure but it was my fucking fault and I bled through my jeans and neither wheel will spin on my bike now and fuck, man.
had some great moments today around gender inclusivity at NU and at the hebrew school where I teach.
Realized only after the words came out of my mouth that I’m scared about going back to campus. What if it happens again? I can’t handle a whole other semester of it…
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whatjewsay said:
Do you mean what if the bike crash happens again? Yeah, they’re definitely scary. But just remember how much you love it, and that you’re currently able to get back on your bike. Cherish those facts. And keep on riding!
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dirtyhands said:
anastasia were you wearing a helmut?!?! i hope so. i also hope your wounds heal soon, take care of them!
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