Planning time

I had a visit with the orthopedic surgeon on Wednesday. It was time for her to review x-rays, see if things were healing, and to direct me on the road to recovery. It was time, also, for me and The Wife to ask questions.

• Can I drive? (yes)
• Can I ride on a stationary bike/trainer? (yes)
• When can I ride on the road? (2-4 months from now)
• When can we go on vacation? (after the next visit, in 2 months)

The latter question was important to The Wife. I threw her world into a tailspin. We were going along, living our lives, planning to spend some time in South America on mountain bikes this fall, and I go out and have an accident that negated all our plans for the rest of the year. And it forced her into the role of doing all the normal household stuff by herself for a while. It is time for payback, and that means taking her on a vacation where she can participate in some sports (snorkeling, some mellow surfing, etc.) and I can participate in a bit less.

Thursday I bought plane tickets. Then I rented a condo for 8 nights. All starting just 9 days after the next visit to the doctor. Time for some fun in the sun, a bit of salt water therapy, and some relaxation.

It is a good thing to get away alone this year. The Wife has promised her parents a vacation next year, a bicycle tour, for her mother’s 60th birthday. The current thought she is working on is a trip along La Route Vert in the french speaking part of Canada. Time to get out the French language movies and bone up on the language, I guess. The English language version of the guide to the Route Vert from Vélo Québec arrived on Wednesday and we are now looking and planning for next year, too. Plan, plan, plan … or is it dream, dream, dream?