Hope forum users won't mind a somewhat rambling blog-esque entry from me but I was interested in sharing my experience and hearing about anyone else's thoughts or similar experiences.
Had my first serious incident on a bike last Thursday, the car I was following behind braked sharply due to another car pulling out, and as it was wet my braking distance was not enough and I crashed head first into the rear windscreen of the car, causing several cuts to the face, chipped teeth and fractures to neck and cheekbone.
I have had one incident with a car before that had pulled across my path as I was on a roundabout, that incident knocked my confidence while cycling for many months. I fear this incident may have a far bigger impact both in terms of my own mental fear of crashing again and opposition from family to resuming cycling too. Some may argue that I could have arguably left a bigger gap in wet conditions, but as those who cycle in London or other busy cities may appreciate, sometimes when you do that it just leads to impatient drivers behind you overtaking and therefore wiping out that safe braking distance you had left for yourself.
After having felt optimistic and positive in hospital, it was when I got home yesterday (Sunday) that the feelings of doubt and self-pity had set in. It just felt unfortunate and cruelly ironic that the activity I had come to love more than any other had caused me the most amount of injuries I have had in my life. As a slightly overweight and un-sporty child I had always been left perplexed by why other kids in rugby or cricket teams had kept going back for more after being left with broken bones and serious bruises due to sports injuries, and now I was facing the same choice much later on in life, do I cave in to the thoughts of doubt and fear or accept the inherent risks of sport and carry on?
Had my first serious incident on a bike last Thursday, the car I was following behind braked sharply due to another car pulling out, and as it was wet my braking distance was not enough and I crashed head first into the rear windscreen of the car, causing several cuts to the face, chipped teeth and fractures to neck and cheekbone.
I have had one incident with a car before that had pulled across my path as I was on a roundabout, that incident knocked my confidence while cycling for many months. I fear this incident may have a far bigger impact both in terms of my own mental fear of crashing again and opposition from family to resuming cycling too. Some may argue that I could have arguably left a bigger gap in wet conditions, but as those who cycle in London or other busy cities may appreciate, sometimes when you do that it just leads to impatient drivers behind you overtaking and therefore wiping out that safe braking distance you had left for yourself.
After having felt optimistic and positive in hospital, it was when I got home yesterday (Sunday) that the feelings of doubt and self-pity had set in. It just felt unfortunate and cruelly ironic that the activity I had come to love more than any other had caused me the most amount of injuries I have had in my life. As a slightly overweight and un-sporty child I had always been left perplexed by why other kids in rugby or cricket teams had kept going back for more after being left with broken bones and serious bruises due to sports injuries, and now I was facing the same choice much later on in life, do I cave in to the thoughts of doubt and fear or accept the inherent risks of sport and carry on?
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