Who Knew Your Leg Could Do That?

First, I think I need to clear something up. I broke my elbow on the way to do Alcatraz. I was riding my bike to the race and fell. So, that's right. I did the entire race with a broken elbow.

Last night before I went to bed, I set my alarm for 5:45 this morning so that I could head to the gym this morning. Drew was having a hard time sleeping last night, so he woke up at 3:30 and went downstairs to watch some MLB TV and sleep on the couch. I woke up at 5:30 (before my alarm went off) and went downstairs to have a pre-workout breakfast.

Drew and I ate our pre-workout bars and he said that he didn't feel like going to the gym. Between the rainy weather and my dislike at the thought of going to do the elliptical, I was easily talked into lying down on the couch and watching Glee. Of course, I didn't manage to stay awake and instead fell asleep and had another crazy dream.

In my dream, Drew and I were going to a party at our friend's (Dave & Heather) house. We were all hanging out waiting for some other people to come over and Drew, Dave and Heather all decided to head out to buy some more beer. I decided to stay at the house and wait for everyone else. While I was waiting, I was picking at a scab on my left leg (this is true, I'm having a hard time not picking the scab on my left knee). While I was picking the scab, the whole front of my leg fell off. Who knew it could do that?

So, when I say it fell off, I mean it was sort of in the shape of a shin guard and it was my "shin bone" that fell off. Except my "shin bone" was the width of my whole leg and covered in skin. And when I looked inside my leg, I saw some intestine looking things, instead of what I imagine muscles to look like. I started to get a little nervous when I couldn't reattach the front of my leg with a band-aid.

I called Drew and asked him if he could come back, but he told me that they were out at a bar and wouldn't be coming back for quite a while. Of course, that didn't help my mood or my leg any. Instead, I rifled through Dave and Heather's medicine cabinet and found this silly putty type stuff and somehow I was able to MacGyver this silly putty stuff into holding the front of my leg back on.

I wish that someone could explain to me what that means. It's just so weird, right? I will tell you that when I woke up from my dream, I was sleeping on my left arm (the one with the broken elbow), which was far from comfortable. So, maybe that was part of it?

I was planning on going to the gym tonight after work, but I just got a call that my bicycle is back from California and the bike shop is having an event tonight and asked very nicely if I could come and get it tonight. So, I'm going to tackle that after work today. Not sure how easy it will be to maneuver getting on and off the subway with my elbow, but I think I can handle it.

And, to top it off, I can't go to the gym tomorrow morning either because I was asked to fill in for the Terrier watchdog tomorrow at the brick. Of course, now that my bike is back, I'm really bummed that I'm not able to participate!! Oh well, this patience thing is all part of the healing process.