My parents are a pair of tough old birds. Both are doing well, despite all the aches and pains (although they have a newfound respect for airbags). My brother's comment from Sunday night was: The are doing better this afternoon. I count bitchiness as a sort of good quality. Both are back at home trying to get some rest and recuperate, but the pain meds are making one a bit loopy. The accident hasn't really sidelined them too much, but they are moving a bit more tenderly of late. Hopefully, they will be back up to their normal activities by Christmas. Not sure if they will make the next rally (New Year's).
I am off the rest of the week. No real plans aside of trying to catch up on Christmas shopping and raking leaves. Basically I am burning off a few days before the end of the year (or lose them). Will be dealing with a few left over projects (bathroom repair, foundation work, driveway, etc.). I do plan to hit the new Hobbit movie while I have the time. I hope to get a few longer runs in while I am out. Would be a good idea given that the marathon is about 30 days out.
While pondering my parents recent adventure, I ran across this clip today. It reminded me that we should all keep our eyes open for surprises along the road. This one made me think of some of my serious biker friends (you know who you are).