Not Good
I've done it again. I've broken my right collar bone for the second time in 3 years. The first time it was snowboarding and the this time it was mountain biking.
Me and Ally were out for a nice run around the Traquair XC at Innerleithen and pretty much at the top of Caddon Bank at the end of the whoops, I lost it and landed badly on the back of my right shoulder. It was on a fairly easy section that I've ridden fine 20 times before. Too much speed is bad, kids.
I knew I'd screwed it right away and a quick poke around confirmed it. After walking down with my bike for 10 minutes Ally met me on the way back up (looking for me) and helped me down.
A few hours in the Royal Infirmary later and I got home early in the wee hours with a lovely stylish sling. It doesn't hurt as much as the last one (though I have almost passed out twice, which wasn't a good experience).
So, where does that leave me? Well, I'll have to abandon my plans for the Skye ridge in a couple of weeks, and Iain and I were to have another long distance walk over the Grey Corries, the Aonachs and the Ben. Not no more.
I'm going to take a week or two off training to ensure the bone knits properly and then I'll get on my turbo trainer. Hopefully, I'll be running again in 3 or 4 weeks, if the bone heals as it did the last time (90% after 4 weeks and 8 weeks total before it was completely right).
I might or might not do the Selkirk MTB Marathon but apart from that, everything continues the same. Certainly, I'll still be running Loch Ness as it's still a fair way off.
C'est la vie.
