Yesterday I was pretty sure this leg was broken (by some texting driver who piled into me and my bike at 35 mph) I walked away because of course I am in such amazing shape, especially my glutes which took the brunt of it. Today I view that leg merely as the full approach to my elegant right foot.
Do you know how many 82 year olds walk away unwrecked from run-ins with cars at 35 mph? Not that many. Re-read the book kids Younger Next Year by heaven. It just plain works. Chris