Well, just as I was starting to think that I was finding some fitness and some motivation for more training I came off the track. Or more specifically, I came off the rock. At high speed in a wild twisting way. I was bouldering at a little local area on the one really good boulder there. I was with a friend and we were having a good day. We were there a few days prior and seeing as we were both starting to climb somewhat regularly again we were seeing some progress. Very cool.
We made our way around the boulder and got to an easier problem. Easier, yes, but also the only problem on the boulder that I knew anyone had gotten hurt on. My buddy Josh took a fall off the problem a number of years ago on Christmas Eve and broke his wrist. Pat climbed it first and before he got back to spot me I started up. It felt good and I was feeling good. After the crux you do a rockover move and kind of tapyour other foot up the rock as you try to stand up. I was doing this while pressing one hand down across my body with the other hand pulling on a good edge. Suddenly my hand popped off the good edge and Iwent flying. My hand pressing across mybody sent me spinning wildly away from the rock. Pat got there as I started to fly, but he was in no position to really do anything. As I started to land I tried to get my foot under me. I managed to get it down, but I think it hit the edge of the pad and the edge of a boulder slab underneath the pad.
I felt my ankle turn and thought it was broken. Then as I laid in a dusty and creosote covered pile I looked at my ankle and thought “maybe I didn’t break it.” Pat was super helpful and I was doing my best not to be helped, which is stupid, but so it goes. I tried to hobble on the foot and I could bear a little weight as long as I leaned in and not out. I got to my bag and sat down while Pat went and got his truck. He helped me get to his truck and set up in it and then he grabbed the rest of the stuff.
Once we got to my car I wanted to try to get it home. Pat’s truck is an automatic, so he let me drive his with my left foot and he drove my car. Once I got home Amber started to help too and between Pat and Amber I was soon at the hospital. After a short wait thanks to Pat’s connections I was in a room and waiting to get X-rays. Turns out that I have an avulsion fracture, but they can’t be sure that it’s a new fracture. There doesn’t appear to be any other bone damage, but my soft tissue is definitely messed up. My foot is very swollen there is a lot of black and blue and I have been told not to move it or put weight on it.


Apparently a swollen injury can hide fractures, so they want me to get more X-rays tomorrow and then I have a Dr’s appt. on Wednesday to talk to the podiatrist. Until then I am laying low and Amber is doing more than her share around the house. Thanks Babe. But somethings I still need to take care of myself.

I need to start doing some upper body training so I can try to keep some sort of fitness during this time. It just turns out that it’s kind of a hassle and I can’t move the weights around very easily, so I have to use them where they are sitting currently. So it goes.
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