You're a sweety, Goddess, 'cept you poached my own true name... Well lets all be a pantheon.
Courage is kind of a movie of the week word- useful for PR but the supposedly brave have no idea what it's supposed to be. I only recall stark terror and trying not to panic and bolt in pre-op. At PT it was tedious and onerous and half the reason I always went was that it was the only thing that got me out of the house. And I could only find one article of faith to hang on to, that I would ride again. I had some exquisite wheels hand built for my road bike just as a sort of offering to the bike gods. If you ever get sick or injured you'll find that there's no choice. What are you gonna do? Obsess on illness or obsess on health? It's always there. And daytime TV is SO awful.
I figured out early that cycling was the only sport I did that I could keep, so I focussed on it. Now is the really hard part- actually going out the door on the bike. If anybody wants to explain courage, tell me 'cause I need it now.
Course maybe just struggling along chasing The Guys with Cute Butts will work better than courage. Sex is more interesting than philosophy.

missliz