I went to the doctor today with my fingers crossed. I’ve been going to physical therapy and have been diligent about doing my exersises for my shoulder. He looked at my scar and my x-rays and said “you can go on a bike ride and I’ll see you in 3 months.” He didn’t know how close I came to giving him a hug and a kiss. I came home, promptly put on my bike clothes and new helmet, pumped up my tires, grabbed Robert and we went for a ride. It felt great, I wasn’t even nervous until Robert got close to me and then I had visions of flying over the handlebar . It will be awhile before I’ll be drafting. The Dr.’s final advice to me was “Be Careful!” Believe me, I’m taking that advice.