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I am working to transfer this blog to Wordpress. I don't know why. I just am. Day two in the berry hammock, everything feels.....snuggly.

Injury sets back bicycling - nimrod sidelined

So since October I, Nimzero, (so named after an accident on the fabled FoodPark ride waaayyyy back in June), have been unable to ride with any degree of consistency since the Marathon 50 at Vail Lake. During a commuting ride to work one morning I "jacked" my groin - I was climbing a little incline on the Santa Ana River bike trail and while out of the saddle, on an upstroke, attempted to stretch my abdominal muscles on the left side. No big move, no pain, but subsequent to the motion I felt a lump in my inguinal channel area. I thought nothing of it. (Jump 4 months.) Pain persists. Moves around my lower left abdominal area, groin, iliac crest, an mid and lower back. I think I've got something big, bad, and deadly. I must interject that I did go see the doctor in October and early December - he said, "nothing dangerous, most likely musculoskeletal in nature" take anti-inflammatory and antibiotics for possible infection in the epididimus. Antibiotics? WTF? I guess that is the answer for everything. I took them, no significant change. I donated my junk to technology for a free ultrasound and it was negative for any abnormalities. I can't rest, still thinking I need to write out my last will and testament. (Crazy! 4 months ago I was the poster child of health and happiness.) So, though I promised myself I wouldn't, I began researching the internet for answers, previously the answers were to get my affairs in order...Now I found Grey's Anatomy and I have been looking at the abdominal region muscles and tendons/ligaments and have found multiple possible reasons for my pain - I am now seeing the inside and realizing how much stuff goes on in the groin. Laugh if you must but I am getting close to believing that I have strained the Cremasteric Muscles of the left teste! Okay, you ask what is the Cremastic Muscle - well, when you pinch off a wizz you use the Kegel contraction which causes the junk to rise, the rise is caused by the Cremaster Muscle. It is a thin section of abdominal muscles that form loops that drop into and around the testes. When you suck in you stomach the Cremaster Muscle is activated and draws in your berries. Pretty kewl, huh. So all my suffering, and I must say most was mental but the physical is very real, is as far as I can tell caused by this little group of paperthin muscles! Sucks to be me. Oh, BTW, there is no "cure", just a jockstrap and a prayer and IBU!!!!!! Hope to see you all out riding sooner than later, not that you've missed me or anything....doooooogh!

Peleton Rules - Break Check

Good evening, to me. Today was a fast roll around the O.C. with the Food Park crew. Mark Scott and Hoverhawk, Dave Worthington were out donning the nimrods racing kit and looking stellar. I on the other hand, mountain biked yestarday and felt it in my legs as we rolled out of the Coffee Bean parking lot in Irvine. The ride went well we hit 36 mph down El Toro Rd. and veered onto Laguna Canyon tearing up the tarmac as we do (I say "we", though I mean "they"). As we approached the Pagent of the Masters facility in Laguna Beach the three way light turned yellow! One third of the pack was through as the remaining riders hollered "roll it!" this is unfortunately a much too common occurance on a large (40-80) person group ride when the peleton is going through a light. In this instance, a gentleman (I use this term loosely), decided in mid pack to stop for the amber/red light as the rest of the peleton in unison chose to "roll" the light. I was blessed with lightening fast reflexes and found myself staring up into the cavernous arse of the rider ahead of me with no time nor room to maneuver, instead I torpedo'd his ass and went flying onto my own. My bars were twisted, my ass was shredded, and my kit, my beautiful nimrod racing kit - torn and dirtied! I was bleeding from both knees and my left wrist was swollen to the size of a ping-pong ball. Screw-it! Tyler did it with a broken collar bone, Hincappie did it with a busted wrist, Levi did it as well...I rolled on. To the poor sap that received my horns, I am truly sorry but YOU FRICKING DON'T STOP IF THE PACK SAYS GO!!