Mostly nothing. Just work then come home and take it easy and try to heal.
You see on Monday evening my dog tried to kill me.
I was running Riley. Well I was riding my bike and he was running on my
left side. Our usual route is 3.1 miles but we had gone less then
2/10ths of a mile when I started a right turn at the same time that he
decided to go left.
One one hundredth of a second later, while I was still going right, he
had pulled my handle bars and hence my front wheel into a sharp left
turn. At this point I continued to go to the right and down. Over the
handle bars and into the street, but before I even hit the ground I felt
something give in my ribs.
Pretty sure I either cracked/ripped some cartilage or did a major muscle
pull. It still hurts to do ANYTHING. Sit, sit down, stand up, walk or
breath. It hurts, hell it even hurts to lay in bed.
That was Monday. It’s still to painful to do almost anything. If it is not better by next Monday I’ll probably spend lunch getting some X-Rays to tell me just what I did.
That’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it.