Why I Shave My Legs
Whenever I have a conversation with a non-cyclist/triathlete about the issues of leg shaving, the main reason I quote for doing so is the ability clean up the road rash after an accident. I always tell people, “it’s not an issue of IF you crash, but WHEN you crash,” because everyone at some point or another will crash, or worse yet get hit by someone or something. Well, this past Thursday, after 5 years of competing and training for triathlon the inevitable hit…literally. I was at 4:50 of a 5 hour ride in 95 degree heat after some hard Ironman pace sets, I was exhausted and glad to be almost home. I was climbing a hill and going straight thru a green light and before I knew what was happen there was a car turning left across my lane…into me!! Had I not been so tired I may have been able to avoid the car, but I was only able to let out a yell, and before I knew it I was sprawled out across the pavement in the middle of the intersection. I immediately sat up and had a few choice words for the driver, so I knew I couldn’t have been that badly hurt.
I had landed on my right side, helmet and hip taking the brunt of the impact with some road rash on my shoulder, elbow and ankle. Aside from the terrified driver stopping to make sure I was ok and apologizing profusely, there were 2 or 3 other people who stopped as well, all willing to help out in anyway they could, which was very kind of them. My personal favorite was an older gentleman who ran up to me saying “That was totally her fault, you had a green light, I’ll be your witness if you want to sue!” I thanked him, but I thought I was ok. I asked the small crowd if my pupils were the same size, if I was slurring my speech at all and went through several other symptoms of a concussion and after realizing that I was, for the moment, ok I turned my attention to my baby…I mean bike.
Amazingly it seemed in relatively good shape. It appeared that she had hit me on my left rear wheel skewer and basically just pushed the rear of my bike to the right and out from under me. I was going slowly enough over the hill and she was turning slowly enough that there was only some cosmetic damage to my trusty Trek, although I still inspected the carbon fiber frame carefully for cracks.
After taking a few minutes to collect myself, I stood up, brushed off, collected insurance and contact information, and rode home for my transition run. That evening and even a few days later I am realizing the full extent of the bruising and general soreness that comes with hitting the pavement. However, with IMLP very near there is no rest for the weary. So, please be safe out there and no matter how safely you ride, you cannot control others. Lastly, at the risk of standing on a soap box, always, always, always wear a helmet it most likely saved my life, thanks Rudy Project! No excuses now go train!














