From motorcycles to stinky cabs, now I'm really feeling it.

Sat on Stella this morning and felt like I could start riding already.
Of course Dee was against it.
Besides, I also felt a bit uncomfortable. Maybe in a couple more days.
Can't fucking wait to hit the open road again.

Yesterday was a trip.
Went to my doc for a PRP (Platelet Rich Plasma) treatment.
If y'all don't know what that is, here's an explanation...
Right before injecting the processed blood into me though,
he had to know where exactly it hurt.
So, he started pressing around my knee and boy did he find it.
Ended up slapping his hand off. It was fucking painful.
Took my brace off last night and my knee felt a lot better.
I guess it worked.