The Big Injury

Skiing at Whiteface was supposed to be a mini-vacation. A friend and I had discussed how we didn't like to take big risks skiing because we didn't want to harm our training for the rest of the year. Saturday was a beautiful day and the conditions were awesome (for Whiteface). I felt like a rockstar the first run from the top and suggested that we go back up for another. Onto the second trail from the top, I felt great, but was worried that I was going too fast. I slowed down and made a right turn. This is where things went terribly wrong. My fall felt like it was in slow motion and I felt something pop when I landed. I tried to stand but the world went black when I stood leaning against my dad. I decided that I needed help and my dad went off in search of ski patrol. When Brian reached me, I voiced my hope that with a day off and lots of icing that I could ski the rest of the weekend. This was not to be. Ski patrol strapped me in and we made our way pretty much straight down the mountain. I was amazed to discover that they take you down head first! I felt lucky to have my helmet with me at that point. A few hours later, and a trip to urgent care complete with x-rays revealed a serious unnamed injury. Monday's trip to Urgent Ortho back in Rochester revealed two very usual fractures to my right tibia and possibly an acl surgery in my future. Needless to say, I am going to be sidelined from training for the foreseeable future. I am hoping they will let me swim soon, but as for now, I am not allowed to drive or even work.