"You Know That Feeling When You Want to Throw Your Crutches Off a Cliff?"
It's funny. The last few weeks have been some of the toughest of my life. When I step back and look at it that way, it's easy to see I have had a pretty good life. In the scheme of things, a few injuries are not much. Most days it's easy to be positive, scroll through the race calendar for next year, do some rehab and get on with it. Then there are the other days.. The days where you go into the doctor to be given the news you didn't want to hear by someone you think doesn't know what they are talking about. At those moments I have wanted to throw my crutches at the wall and explode. I consider myself one of the most mentally tough people out there, both on the race course and in life, but I have come to realise those days would get to even the toughest of us. Thankfully I was able to do some traveling when I first broke my foot or I think you might find me in a much more negative state. I came across some awesome people during my travels and I am so grateful for that. Unfortunately, I also came across some not so awesome people. The guy at the train station in Rome who grabbed me with the intent of stealing my wallet despite the fact I was in a cast and on crutches stands out... Thankfully this was a rarity. One particular encounter that also stands out is meeting a Danish guy standing outside a 7-11 in Copenhagen at 5am. He hit the nail on the head for me. He said it takes going through these kinds of things to appreciate life. A broken metatarsal is a small thing but 12+ weeks of not being about to walk has given me a new appreciation for the fact that I will even have the opportunity to get back out there.
That brings me to the other side of the coin.. To the people who have been there from day one, The people who have understood that just because I had been on crutches for a while, it was just as impossible for me to carry my food to the table on day 84 as it was on day 1. I love you all.
I am beginning to see the end of this chapter. Despite being told my latest x-ray didn't look so good, I have had some more positive news from a second and third opinion that I have placed much more trust in. I owe a huge thanks to Brad Williams for pointing me in the direction of Dave at XLR8sportsmedicine. I am wishing I flew directly to San Diego to get him to fix me up from day 1. I can't stress enough the importance of finding someone you trust to work on these kinds of things, especially as an athlete. As Mary Schmich put it, "Your body is the greatest instrument you will ever own." Take care of it.
As I sit here with a bone stimulator on my foot booking some sessions on an alter g treadmill, I am certain I am doing everything to get back out there as soon as I can. Having said that, I am enjoying watching all my friends crush it and I can't wait to run alongside you all in the not too distant future. Until then!