Larry was hit by a car this morning

As we waited in the parking lot, a vehicle drove up to Jim and said a bicyclist had been hit by a car on Fury. Since Larry is always on time, and he wasn't there yet, it was a good chance he was the victim.

We quickly took off on our bikes and pedaled up the steep hill to the accident scene. The paramedics were carefully getting Larry on a backboard in preparation for a short ride in an ambulance to the waiting LifeFlight helicopter, which had landed in a nearby park.

The woman who hit him with her BMW was distraught, and when I heard how the accident happened, I can understand how she missed seeing Larry riding down the Bike Lane. However, she should have fully checked for all oncoming traffic before initiating left turn.

After Pete took Larry's bike back to his house, only four of us continued on the ride, Jim, Steve, Frank, and me. No one said a word as we rode down Willow Glen and Dehesa Road. Once Frank took the lead, the guys pulled away from me, so I turned around at the bottom of Harbison Canyon and headed back. It took almost the entire ride before my brain could think about anything else but Larry and his condition.

Here are the tracks for my shortened ride:



And here are the results of the heart rate monitor for both Thursday and Friday's rides:




When I got home, I called Larry at Sharp Memorial. He has cracked ribs, a broken shoulder, and six stitches in his head. It will be a long time before he'll be able to ride again, and that makes me sad.