When Elaine and I moved to the mountains, we knew there would be challenges. “Sometimes you get the bear, sometimes the bear gets you.” This past week the bear got me!
OK, I know we come here to laugh, and we will. Truthfully, I’m going to need to work pretty hard to make this one funny.
This story starts with a bike ride, a mountain bike ride. The destination was a neighbor’s house about a half mile away. I shouldn’t have been on my bike anyway. I had been fighting a bad case of bronchitis.