Gotta make this short. I have a MRI scheduled for 8:45 this morning. Actually, more accurately, Stacie has a MRI scheduled for me at 8:45. I was having some trouble doing it all on my own. I left Moab and drove to California to do it. I have a few things to do out here all ready, so it wasn’t out of the way, really.
I am pretty sure what the MRI is going to say about my shoulder. It has been hurting since I hit my head 5 months ago. Little movement, etc. It isn’t a bone. I think I tore my rotator cuff, which isn’t new.
I added to that in Moab, but that is probably a good thing. I wasn’t going to address it without it being like it is now, which is sort of unusable.
Trudi is back in Belgium after doing a week long stage race with the BMC Development Team. Now she has a day or two, then is heading to Spain for a stage race with the BMC Pro Team. Then back to Belgium/France for Paris-Roubaix, I think. It took her a while to get used to the time switch this year, but seems all good now.
Okay, like I said, I have to scoot. It took a lot of phone call and maneuvering to get this scheduled. I somewhere lost my driver’s license. I have no idea where. Guess I’m going to take my little plastic passport card to prove who I am. I have my insurance card, which is kind of all they really care about usually.