Mine was a fat tire bike (3 inch tires) but I never ride trails or off-road, so I had replaced the knobby tires with much quieter, smoother road tires. I couldn’t see the gravel in the dark, even with good headlights. (with my eyesight, I would need klieg lights!) I did not see that they hadn’t yet rolled the asphalt, and the front wheel immediately went out from under me.

It’s easy to play “coulda shoulda woulda”, every person that’s ever been in an accident says the same, but I don’t worry about that stuff. Life happens, you deal with it! The truth is, I wasn’t even supposed to be riding that night, I was going to stay at a friends and go to a concert the next day. but I had been picked to lead worship at my church for a couple of weeks while the music minister was out of town and decided to go home to shed the tunes! Wrong place, wrong time!

I had a good night playing my regular solo gig with my trio last night, it helped ease me into playing, and helped me work on which tunes I can play one-handed, and which really need both! I was definitely feeling it by the end of the evening, but a painkiller before bedtime help me get off to sleep…

Thanks for all your well wishes, the recovery continues… 🎹❤️🙏