So I will do so in two ways.
While I am amazed at how well I feel, it's a fact that I don't feel 100% healthy. I get tired pretty quickly, my stomach gets upset easily, and I feel as if Nolan Ryan drilled me in the Xiphoid Process with his fastball. So I don't think I'll be hopping on the bike any time soon. All the better that my teammates not only had me over for a surprise dinner last night, but they also chipped in the get me an indoor trainer.
Riding indoors is going to suck, but at least it won't cost anything! If all goes well, this baby will be for sale before next winter. Feel free to inquire.
The second bike thing is far more important.
On the day of my operation there was a terrible accident that claimed the life of a wonderful woman in our neighbourhood. I myself did not know her, but as a yoga instructor she volunteered her time to teach in my daughter's kindergarten class - her son was Frances' classmate. She was pregnant with her second child when she was killed riding her bike at Dundas and Sterling Avenue. And if that's not tragic enough, her husband is a cancer survivor.
So if you're wondering what to do with some holiday money, please consider a donation to her surviving family. You can do so by checking this page: https://www.facebook.com/groups/192944870785646/
Or through PayPal at https://www.paypal.com to the email firstname.lastname@example.org