It has been a while since I updated this site. I just didn't feel like I was getting anywhere, certainly not enough progress to bother anyone with. Even when I got the ok to put weight on my left leg, I thought that would be reason enough to post but that day actually felt more like a huge set back than anything else. The doctor asked me why I wasn't walking on it two minutes after he told me it was ok to. Like I didn't just spend nine weeks keeping that leg from touching the ground, at all costs.
About four weeks in physical therapy, three times a week. Lost one crutch after two weeks, graduated to a cane after another week, and have been attempting to walk free of aid for the past week or so. It's not pretty but it is nice to be able to limp around for a minute every once in a while.
So Sunday was thirteen weeks since the crash broke my leg. I packed up my helmet and my bike and headed out to Shoreham with no clue what to expect.
About four weeks in physical therapy, three times a week. Lost one crutch after two weeks, graduated to a cane after another week, and have been attempting to walk free of aid for the past week or so. It's not pretty but it is nice to be able to limp around for a minute every once in a while.
So Sunday was thirteen weeks since the crash broke my leg. I packed up my helmet and my bike and headed out to Shoreham with no clue what to expect.
It's safe to say that I was the happiest kid, uh... rider at the track that Sunday. I probably put in ten or so laps, got a few decent gate starts (I start with my right foot) and at one point I even forgot about the injury and tried to pick up and pedal over the first roller (and seriously scared everyone that knows my situation).
About as solid as I was my first trip to Shoreham BMX in 1987, just as scared and a little less confident. I can barely walk but I managed to find my way around a BMX track for one afternoon. Seemed like something worth writing about.
