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After A Bad Bike Crash, Lessons In Limits And Love

Jul 9, 2014
Originally published on July 9, 2014 12:50 pm

My last hill ride was epic — just not in the way I'd hoped it would be. I'll always remember the date: June 7. The route was called "Hell's Delight." Seventy miles of the steepest hills I had ever done. And trust me, I've done a lot.

But "Hell's Delight" was a new kind of suffering. And, although we road racers enjoy suffering, that day I went too far. About 5 miles before the finish, I crashed. My jaw and left cheekbone broke. Half my face was bleeding; so was my brain. There were abrasions on my arms, shoulders, neck, and left leg. I needed surgery to fix my jaw.

What got me into that mess? My ego. I had just won a road race the past weekend. It was a very technical course with hairpin turns. After the victory, I wasn't afraid of anything.

So on that long ride, I took all the downhills at full speed, no brakes. I even sprinted when I was out of fuel. I wanted to see how strong my body was, even on three hours of sleep. When we had almost completed 70 miles, I was exhausted, but I was doing OK ... until I smashed my face onto the ground. I fell in and out of consciousness. My friend later explained that I was descending too fast. I ran off the road, hit the brakes too hard and flipped over the handlebars.

I was so angry. And heartbroken. It was the middle of racing season. I had just started my own women's racing team. I had people to lead and more races to win!

Sure, you can say I was stupid. Reckless. I won't argue with that.

But can I just tell you? I didn't believe in limits. My mind always said to keep going and just ignore the pain and fatigue. Suffer now to be stronger later. My body always obeyed. But finally, that one day came when it would not. My brain needed to listen to my body. Stop when the body says stop. That was lesson No. 1.

Lesson No. 2: I'm actually pretty lucky. The crash could've been way worse. I didn't break my legs or neck or spine. I still had my vision, even though my left eye wouldn't open for days afterward. And yes, it was annoying that I couldn't chew food or see my mangled face in the mirror without wanting to cry. It was tough, and long, and being trapped inside got me really frustrated. But those were just details. The big picture: I survived.

Final lesson, and the most important one: Family is everything. Yes, blood family, but I'm also talking about my D.C. cycling community, NPR colleagues, friends near and far. They all came rushing to offer help — visiting me in the hospital and at home, bringing me food, clothes, and of course the one thing a journalist appreciates, a good story. I got lots of surprises in the mail, even from people I never met in person! Also, text messages asking how I was doing, and reminders to stay positive. During the lowest point of my recovery, one stood out: "recovery is more difficult than any race, but patience always wins." That kind of love made all the difference.

As for the friends who helped me get through this, I want to tell them this: I'd say all your names if I could. There's just no airtime for that. You know who you are. And I want you to know I'm grateful, and I'm sorry for the all panic and worry that I caused.

But I'll make it all up, by winning another race for you!

Amy Ta is a Tell Me More producer and an avid road cyclist.

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MICHEL MARTIN, HOST:

I'm Michel Martin and this is TELL ME MORE from NPR News. Usually around this time on Wednesdays I share some thoughts on my Can I Just Tell You essay. Today, though, I'm handing the mic over to another member of the TELL ME MORE team, producer Amy Ta. When she's not part of my team putting on a great radio broadcast she is part of another - a bike racing team. She's an avid cyclist, she's been biking to work for years but recently took up racing but last month she suffered a serious crash near the end of a 70 mile ride. She suffered a broken jaw and cheek bone and experienced bleeding in her brain. And I know I speak for all of us when I tell you the extent of her injuries was frightening but she is on the mend. And as she recovers Amy wanted to share what she's learned from the accident and we are so glad she can now move her jaw enough to tell you herself - here's her essay.

AMY TA, BYLINE: What got me into that mess? My ego. I had just won a road race the past weekend. It was a very technical course with hairpin turns. After the victory I wasn't afraid of anything. Sure, you can say I was stupid, reckless - I won't argue with that - but can I just tell you, I didn't believe in limits. My mind always said to keep going and just ignore the pain and fatigue - suffer now to be stronger later. My body always obeyed. But finally, that one day came when it would not. My brain needed to listen to my body - stop when the body says stop. That was lesson number one. Lesson number two - I'm actually pretty lucky. The crash could have been way worse. I didn't break my legs, neck or spine. I still have my vision, even though my left eye wouldn't open for days afterward. And yes, it was annoying that I couldn't chew food or see my mangled face in the mirror without wanting to cry. It was tough and long and being trapped inside got me really frustrated - but those were just details. The big picture - I survived. Final lesson - and the most important one - family is everything. Yes, blood family, but I'm also talk about my DC cycling community, NPR colleagues, friends near and far - they all came rushing to offer help. Visiting me in the hospital and at home, bringing me food, clothes and of course the one thing a journalist appreciates - a good story. I got lots of surprises in the mail, even from people I never met in person. Also text messages asking how I was doing and reminders to stay positive. During the lowest point of my recovery, one stood out - recovery is more difficult than any race but patience always wins. That kind of love made all the difference. So as for the friends who helped me get through this, I want to tell them - I'd say all your names if I could, there's just no airtime for that, you know who you are - and I want you to know I'm grateful and I'm sorry for all the panic and worry that I caused but I'll make it all up by winning another race for you.

MARTIN: Amy Ta is a TELL ME MORE producer. We're very happy she's recovering and sending good wishes her way. Transcript provided by NPR, Copyright NPR.