Anyway, two surgeries, three months of bed rest, and four months of physical therapy later, I was ready to walk again. I won’t lie, I had (and still have) pretty wicked PTSD from the accident – especially considering I had also been rear-ended at a stoplight in the Miata on the same exact road exactly four weeks before getting hit head-on. I was kinda freaked out about driving again.
I’m really a diehard gearhead. As I said, I’ve loved cars ever since I was a kid, and I’ve been working in the performance automotive aftermarket industry since 2004. I spend my days doing marketing for motorsports manufacturers, writing for drag racing publications, working for sanctioning bodies, traveling to events… it’s awesome. I literally get paid to talk about race cars all day. Hello, dream job! So, the fact that I was dreading the process of having to buy a new car should tell you quite a bit about how much damage the accident did, mentally.
(Side note: the name of my company is P.TEN Marketing, a nod to the P10 chassis that started it all for me… read on!)
I work from home, and, one Thursday afternoon in late December of 2017, I just wasn’t up to the task of adulting. I had planned to go to the barn to exercise my horse (yeah, more horsepower) but decided to give him the day off instead. I also needed to make lunch but was feeling especially lazy. So, I gave up on being productive and just started day drinking instead. Whatever. What could possibly go wrong?!