21 April: The Crash

 When it gets to recalling what happened, I really feel like I'd need a week of emotional vacation to be able to go through it again. Properly. But now I stay focused on going to work soon and then to Austria next week. (writer's insight)

It was an absolutely average Friday afternoon. Being done with work, left with a bunch of frustration stuck in my heart about things I couldn't get done or do right, I decided to do my Friday training, an easy one hour ride on the island. I had an easy ride given by my coach, since Sunday it's Telekom Vivicitta, 21k, which a lot of my colleagues will attend and had hot dog plans, gathering and fun afterwards in the park. Much to look forward to but also much to get out of my system from a bad day at work. I was also tired and thought about taking a nap listening to my favourite 10-minute guided meditation. Earlier, however, I asked my friend, Gergő if he wanted to join my ride and he agreed and fixed the time. So I didn't want to be late and decided to just get going. An hour ride is more than a routine. It'll be fine.

I entered the island (Margharet island, Budapest), passed the crossing gate, added a little speed while I surveyed how many crazy people, tourists on or off scooters, bikes I would have to get around or out of the way of. But the island looked calm given it was a Friday afternoon around 4pm. Suddenly I caught sight of another biker coming at me from the roundabout ... crossing over to my lane. 

No problem, this is neither the first time this would happen, I'll let him pass, I thought, and headed over to the opposite side, where he decided to return to. What the hell? Too late for me to return to my lane but it's okay, I'll add more speed and with a great swing I'll get out of his way, so I veered a little to the right, but he did the same. Shit! What the hell is going on? Distance was diminishing and time was short on us. I veered back left, him, too. What the fuck? I just want to do my training, so one more time, I'll change direction, get out of his way and get it d....oh NO! NONONO! I'm going to die! BOOM.

I couldn't believe it. He actually steered his bike into my way again. I couldn't avoid it. 

14 September, 2023
7:49am, The Nook