Utter Obedience Can Cause Pain

It’s a true reality that I am fairly obedient.  I sometimes complain about what I am asked to do, but mostly in a joking way.  Other than that, I do what I am told.  Thus comes the story of my latest accident.

Over the past year, my older brother, Jeremiah, has gotten really into cycling.  I rides around 30 miles most days; it seems to be rare when he misses a day.  Another thing about my brother is that whatever he takes interest in, he wants me to as well.  So he bought me a used road bike that is blue and awesome.  I went home last Sunday for a few days, and on Tuesday we went on a ride.

I hadn’t been on a bike in a long time, and never on a road bike.  I’ve never ridden more than a few miles except for maybe on the stationary bikes at the gym when I was in high school.  Bishop, CA is at a little more than 4,000 feet above sea level.  However, because I have been living in San Dimas for more than a year, I am no longer used to the elevation at home.  Thus begins the longest 14 miles of my life.

Originally my brother wanted to do a 30 mile ride, but it turned into what was supposed to be about 20 miles I believe.  Except on mile 3.5, I couldn’t breath.  I haven’t had an asthma attack in a long time, but I had one on Tuesday.  So we had to stop for a while and Miah let me use his inhaler.  Soon I was ready to go again.  We shortened our ride so it would be a little more than seven miles each way.  Now, it must be noted that he told me to “never stop pedaling;” I took that information to heart.  So on our way back, we came to something like an S curve.  I hit the first corner and he said it was great, just a little wide.  On the second curve I must have forgotten how to brake or something.  Anyway, I was going way too fast, probably at least 20 mph says the brother; I slid and crashed.  Now I am missing most of the skin on my elbow, waiting for it to be healed enough to be comfortable again.  How wonderful.

This has taught me that sometimes it is safer to be slightly disobedient and stop pedaling.

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