Kevin: Day 5,445

Day 5445. We're closing in on the completion of 15 years. Well over half way there now. I've had writing an entry on my to-do list for way too long now. Probably 9 days or so. I just keep putting it off. I should be in bed right now. But I just wanted to get something down here to get that box checked.

Last Friday was BiketotheBeach. I've been a bit off since the ride, schedule wise. I get everything dialed in and then something like Bike to the Beach happens. Waking up at 3:45, getting a jog in and then a 100 mile bike ride is not normal for me. Who knows, maybe one day it will be. I doubt it, but...

Anyways, the ride went well. There were a few stretches where I struggled fairly hard, but all in all I was pleased with my performance. The bummer was after completing the ride with no issues, a bike mechanic sliced a big gash in my left toe at the finish line. It didn't hurt, but there was a lot of blood and I've had the thing wrapped up while changing bandages all week long. The run the morning after the slice was painful. But, as described in similar injury fortitude tests to the streak in the past, I actually enjoyed it. 

There's something special for some of us about pushing pain aside and getting shit done. There's a lot wrapped up in that small decision. The thing about a decision is while it stands alone, it often stands alone as a survivor that defeated a multitude of other potential paths. There is almost always a different way to think about something. Take my trip to urgent care.

Just like the last time I sustained a wound to my foot, when a nail went about an inch deep, the doctor prescribed an antibiotic. I am not a doctor and am not issuing this as advice. The wound was clean.I asked several nurses who thought there was no apparent sign of infection... and I again elected to not go down the antibiotic route. I know this is a potential dangerous game. But isn't taking antibiotics just because they are prescribed as a precaution dangerous? Just a thought. I have put a lot of effort into my gut and those months and now years can be blasted away in a few hours unnecessarily. 

What else. I guess I should just call it a night. It is way passed my bed time. I'll catch up a litle sooner next time. 

2.6 miles down

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