I’m on my quest to get some value from that yoga pass, so went to hatha this morning – this week featured lots of hip opening stuff that I’m really feeling several hours later.
While riding back up my hilly street, a cyclist coming the other way came off his bike at speed (while going over a speed hump) and was laying unmoving in the road. I and a few drivers got there there pretty fast to see what we could do.
The poor guy was bleeding pretty profusely from a very nasty eyebrow gash (and a few other bleedy less horrific cuts). Fortunately I had a clean towel with me to make a compress because there was a lot of blood. It was very lucky he was wearing a helmet because that was pretty beaten up. One of the drivers called an ambulance and I sat with my arm around poor cyclist holding the towel to his head, being the reassuring mummy type (calling his boss, ensuring the rescue of his AirPods) until the ambulance arrived. In very good news he’ll be okay.
This sort of thing does restore your faith in humanity – so many people stopped to offer assistance and the first to respond were all calm, sensible, well ordered and non-panicky.
What is horrifying is that this is the very speed bump I cycled over yesterday without a helmet because I was so unfocused and distracted I forgot to put it on. Yikes. Message definitely received.