I'm starting to take for granted that JD hasn't had a major motorcycle incident since the pre-wedding incident. Not to say I don't worry when he goes out, but I don't let myself worry as much as I used to.
This weekend, I was reminded why I used to worry so much. He went on a trip to the mountains with a group of sport bike riders who like to take advantage of the curvy mountain roads. He called on Saturday to check in and mentioned that one of the other riders had gotten in an accident.
"Is he okay?" I asked casually. I've gotten used to guys wrecking relatively often, but they usually only have a few bumps and bruises, with a scratch or two to the bike.
"Yeah, the ambulance came and got him."
"Oh wow. Well, is he going to be okay?"
It was JD's turn to be disturbingly casual. "Yeah, he broke his collarbone and his leg. He'll need surgery."
"You say that like it’s no big deal.”
"Well, the good news is, no one got a ticket."
I was glad to see that he had things in proper perspective.
"Was he wearing gear?" I asked.
"Of course," JD replied.
My heart sank. I was hoping that the rider wasn’t wearing proper gear and that’s why his injuries were so bad. It would have given me confidence that wearing full gear could protect JD from bad injuries. Of course, riding is dangerous no matter what you’re wearing. I know that... but I like to pretend it’s not true.
As long as JD doesn't get a ticket, I'm not sure what you're so worried about ;)
ReplyDeleteThe dude tried to shoulder tackle a mountain, it was bound to go badly for him...
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