One Week In
One week since The Clots came back. Damn them anyway! They can suck it. Not gonna stop me from doing what I love (unless they kill me, then I guess that would stop me). Anyway, I followed up with the Clot Doc today. Looks like blood thinners for life (given I'm almost 40, I guess that's like a max of another 40 years, but that is being VERRRRYgenerous).
Seriously though, just like the first time, as long as I take my medicine and don't do anything too stupid, I can't. and they can't see much cause to do anything different. It looks like I just have me some thick ass blood that is prone to clotting. I was more alarmed by the scale at the Doc's office than I was anything she had to say about me croaking. The great thing about that is I KNOW that riding more will help with all that. Nothing like doing something you love to help keep the poundage off.
On top of all that medical crap, I am FINALLY starting to come to grips with leaving Western PA for Michigan in October. The more I read the more miles I see that I might be able to ride there. Plus it will be nice to ride some of that sweet, buff, Michigan single track like at the Lumberjack. Then again, we could be back in PA by spring, so I don't want to get too into it.
I do feel bad, because between the medical shit I've been dealing with and the anxiety of moving, I have not given Wifey her due props. I am very, VERY proud of her. She will be slinging law in "judgie" sort of way come October and I could not be more proud of her. God knows XXC is hanging on by a thread, and maybe has one more issue in it, before the 22 people that actually buy it tell me to f*ck off . I hope I'm wrong and that the mag is around for years to come, but some things need to change, or it will just be a very time consuming expensive hobby. Then again, there are some big name mags out there with some big ass ad budgets thinking that will happen. So f*ck them, I'll pump this cool ass endurance stuff out just to spite their 90 pages of fluff and ads. LOL. That will make working at Taco Bell all the more rewarding knowing that I am STILL spreading the word about the greatest sport in the world.
Gotta split. Miles to ride tomorrow and boxes to pack.
p.s. I don't mean to sound so bitter. Just am. Sorry.