September 18, 2026 I will never understand how or why people feel that I need to hear their opinions about my own life. I’ve heard so many unsolicited comments about my brain injury. Today, let’s talk about the comments I hear regarding medications I take, because of my rattled brain. Family: some variation of “the … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: medications
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: 12 years
August 19, 2026 Tuesday, August 19, 2014 I went to my new job at a new school and worked setting up my office and reviewing my students IEP’s. I then drove to Gorham, New Hampshire, to pick up my brand new Porky Gulch bike jersey and join the group ride that my brother led. We … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: 12 years
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: lets talk about PTSD
May 18, 2026 I typically write about my TBI, but PTSD is just as much a part of my daily life. At the time that I was diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, there was still a strong belief that PTSD only belonged to military members. I had a hard time accepting the diagnosis myself … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: lets talk about PTSD
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: lets talk about change
January 28, 2026 This blog is about a cyclist living with a traumatic brain injury, but every once in a while, I sprinkle in another diagnosis I live with, post traumatic stress disorder (PTSD). I have PTSD because of the events that caused my TBI. I struggle daily with PTSD and no one, except my … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: lets talk about change
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: What a year…
December 31, 2025 “An optimist stays up until midnight to see the new year in. A pessimist stays up to make sure the old year leaves.” -Bill Vaughan A while ago, my therapist had me create a “Glimmers of Hope” album on my phone. One is a photo album and one is in the Notes … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: What a year…
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: 11 years
August 19, 2025 Eleven years ago, a driver decided to not share the road with me. A driver decided her time was more important than my safety, my well-being, my life. Eleven years ago traumatic brain injury entered the room and never left. A TBI comes in uninvited. It does not care who you are … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: 11 years
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: moving
May 25, 2025 I am writing this Confession because I have to, for me, not because I’m looking for sympathy. I never write looking for sympathy. Recently, the apartment building that I’ve lived in for a total of 19 years, was sold. My rent went up and I could not afford to stay. Thankfully, a … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: moving
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: I didn’t ask for this
April 16, 2025 I’m struggling. Mentally. Emotionally. Physically. Financially. I am struggling. The past few days I’ve found myself just thinking over and over again “I didn’t ask for this.” I didn’t ask to be hit. I didn’t ask to have to stop teaching. I didn’t ask to have to go on disability. I didn’t … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: I didn’t ask for this
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: I miss it being easier
February 10, 2025 There are so many hard parts about living with a brain injury. It would be impossible to tell you what THE hardest part is but I will tell you about one of the hardest parts. Life is no longer willy-nilly. Long gone are the days of working, then exercising, then going out … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: I miss it being easier
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: traveling with a TBI & PTSD
January 4, 2025 I have only taken two trips since my head injury ten years ago. The first time my head could tolerate the flying but my return trip was nothing short of the real life version of the Steve Martin, John Candy, 1987 classic “Planes, Trains, and Automobiles”. Only less entertaining and way more … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: traveling with a TBI & PTSD
