After all the problems with injury last year, I carefully paced myself through the summer and had just got back to full fitness by the end of September ...
and then ...
... did a stupid thing - did not notice an uneven pavement in Brussels and turned my ankle over, went flying head first, rucksack flying over my head. The good news - I didn't break anything - I believe that because I am not very good at skiing, I have learnt to fall forwards safely, and so just ripped clothes and a few grazes. However, I did badly twist my ankle and walking hard for best part of a month and even now I still can't run.
Still, as I learned from last year, I still have time to recover and get back in shape. I just hope is not as bad as when I did 17 years ago, also in Brussels, when it was many months and the best part of a year to full recovery (if it ever did, because that is the ankle that usually swells a little when skiing anyway).
I will just have to improve upper body strength more so that I can double pole better! Where there's a will, there's a way!
It is a small world. In a week in Brussels, I met the PhD supervisor for one of this year's RR1 skiers from the US and a Finn who used to work for one of the RR1 regulars. It never ceases to amaze me how closely connected we all are.
