Welp, that just happened. I was doing an extra long bike commute to work after switching the bike over to race configuration in preparation for USAT Age Group Nationals next weekend and a deer hit me. I didn't hit the deer. Bambi hit me. I was cruising along just as the sun was about to rise when a deer came out of nowhere and ran in front of me. I was about to react when I saw her friend out of the corner of my eye. Her friend, Bambi, was 5 feet away from me and charging full steam ahead. I was going 26mph. I got to watch as she buried her head into my thigh, crumpled up her entire neck and threw me off the bike. I think she was Canadian. It was a perfect hockey move. She body checked me in the middle of the road. After laying in the road screaming my head off I eventually gave up on help. None of the lights were coming on in the houses I could see. I got up, retrieved my bike and was grateful to see to guys walking down the road towards me. They were employees of a golf course in a barn 1/4 mile away. They heard me screaming and were already on the phone with 911 when they got to me. Without them I don't know what I would have done. My phone was in the back pocket of my brand new $300 tri kit on the same side as my damaged arm. It was physically impossible for me to get to my phone. Without them, I don't know how I would have called for help. After what seemed like an eternity, but was probably only 15 minutes the ambulance arrived. I was about to be taken away in the ambulance when my wife got there to take the bike.
The result of the accident was that I have a grade 4 separation of the AC joint. 3 ligaments are no longer attached to anything and there is a torn tendon. There is now 5 weeks until I get to try for a last minute BQ at the Erie Marathon.
