As much as I have always believed in fate, I would give my left nut to get 2015 all over again. If you know anything that has happened in the past year, you know it hasn't exactly been smooth sailing. It's been a lot of facing demons, having courage to change, be brave enough to grow, blah, blah, blah. Truthfully, it's actually been awesome. But I was done and had moved on. I grew, I changed, I was feeling good and damn it, I was READY TO GO! I did a race and felt really good,so I picked another. It was supposed to be fun, but I still wanted to do really well. No expectations, just racing for the fun of racing. Really. And I was feeling amazing. Not having pressure was really feeling good. I was seeing paces I hadn't seen in at least a year. My body was responding, my energy was better than ever, my spirits were high and my mind was clear.

Yup, that's exactly when things changed. I was innocently driving to work when struck by another car on the passenger side of my rig. I was T-Boned. It was a crazy collision, not only did it happen fast, but my side airbags deployed so I couldn't see a thing. I heard a bang, smelled burning oil or something and all of a sudden I was in a bubble. My car was totaled, but as I left the scene I felt fine. Little did I know that side impact really took a toll on my head. I ended up with a concussion and whiplash. All of which are so common I thought nothing of it. Until the symptoms set in. Wow. Tired (very tired), headaches, nausea, memory loss, irritability....for weeks!  Ugh! Not only was I feeling like junk, but I needed to cancel my race ($$). This, coming from a girl that prides herself on proving people wrong. I could prove that I was stronger than a head injury. 

But I couldn't. Healing was slow. I felt good enough to do something only to be overcome with fatigue shortly after. i was relegated to short and easy activity, if any at all. Light and noise were bothersome and I could feel the beginnings of depression looming. I mean, if I can't freely go outside and run or ride, it's not long before I start to feel cagey.

Since it wasn't really the end of the world, not a big race, I was able to snap out of it pretty quickly. Sure it's a bummer, but there will be more races. Now I know I can get my butt back into decent shape and I haven't lost my speed, yay! And I get to find a new car, yay! As a matter of fact, I have way too many things to be grateful for to let this slow me down. 

Onward and upward!