So, the various bruises from Saturday’s dirtbiking were obviously not enough to make me look like an utter klutz — I decided it would be fun yesterday to smash my finger in between a 25-lb dumbbell and the rack. Ow.
The weird thing is that it doesn’t really hurt all that much; it’s just swollen and red. There’s a little bit of purple, but since it’s the middle knuckle of my pinkie, there ain’t a lot of room in there for broken blood vessels.
So now I have this dorky looking splint. Whee!
The good news is that I can bend my finger just fine, so there shouldn’t be a problem with this weekend’s Paso Robles ride. I swear, it’s a miracle I can feed and dress myself without injury.