The Job That Loved Me

I arrived in Redwood City and was so excited to meet my friends and do one of my favorite things: cycle.

So I rode to Mountain View the next day to get some breakfast with a friend in the area. They took the train afterward for Berkeley, and I headed back home on my road bike. I must have been only ten blocks away from my house when...

WHAM!!

I was hit by a car owned by "Grandma" and went flying off of my bike. Naturally, I spent some hours back in the hospital - the one place I assumed I would not be visiting for quite some time - let alone in under 48 hours.

Outcome? Let's just say that a helmet and backpack saved my ass - and spine, and head...