First things first, let me apologize for not blogging in something like a year, in all honesty there had not been a whole lot to talk about. Well that’s not true there has been a lot to talk about just not a whole lot of positive things. So let’s start with a very vague and only semi informative timeline of events leading up to this point. We will start near the beginning of the year, right after the 2014 Sochi Olympics. At this point things were looking good. We had a team of four, which Nordic Combined Canada hasn’t seen in quite some time. We were in search of a new coach and things were looking promising. Plus 3 of the four of us were now out of school, meaning more travel, competition, plus the freedom of high school stress. I was excited, things looked good, and I started to believe that as a team, we might have a future. This was until 2 members of the team decided that it was now there time to move on to other things, and that we have no money for a new coach. So there I was, just watching everything around me disappear with a decision to make.
Decision 1: quit, go to school
Decision 2: Become a ski jumper
Decision 3: Move
Though school would be nice, I’m not a big fan of working 12 years for something and dropping it not by my own choice. So there goes that idea, the next one was becoming a ski jumper. Then I remembered I like food so that decision was an easy one. Which left me with moving, so back to Colorado it was.
So here was the plan, work a bit, move down to the states, live with friends, and be a part of the Steamboat Springs Winter Sports club. Sweet everything sounds good right! Third jump of the season, pull my patella tendon, this resulting in tendonitis. The thing about tendonitis is it’s not bad enough to stop training, but it still hurts when you train. So with a Physical Therapist from Yampa Valley Physical Therapy (big shout out for helping me out) we decided that jumping was not an activity which I can partake in, but at least I could do the aerobic side of things. This lasted for about 2 weeks and my knee started to get better.
Decision 1: quit, go to school
Decision 2: Become a ski jumper
Decision 3: Move
Though school would be nice, I’m not a big fan of working 12 years for something and dropping it not by my own choice. So there goes that idea, the next one was becoming a ski jumper. Then I remembered I like food so that decision was an easy one. Which left me with moving, so back to Colorado it was.
So here was the plan, work a bit, move down to the states, live with friends, and be a part of the Steamboat Springs Winter Sports club. Sweet everything sounds good right! Third jump of the season, pull my patella tendon, this resulting in tendonitis. The thing about tendonitis is it’s not bad enough to stop training, but it still hurts when you train. So with a Physical Therapist from Yampa Valley Physical Therapy (big shout out for helping me out) we decided that jumping was not an activity which I can partake in, but at least I could do the aerobic side of things. This lasted for about 2 weeks and my knee started to get better.
There were 2 competitions this summer that I was focusing on. US Nationals in Park City UtSo the new plan head to park city, do nothing, go to Europe a week later and start training again. Well things didn’t really work out to well. After the first week of training again in Europe new and worse symptoms started to emerge in my head. You know the stage of drinking where you’re definitely not sober, but also not quite drunk, ya imagine that but all the time. Oh plus the dizziness, headaches, and nausea. So I stopped training, and things didn’t start getting better until about 3 days of doing nothing. When I say better I mean I didn’t get headaches or feel nauseous as often, but was not about to go slap on some skis and send my self off a jump. So I would miss all the jumping and training, the Summer Grand Prix, and head home early with fellow team mate Jasper Good who unfortunately fell roller skiing and Broke his collar bone.
ah and the 2014 FIS Summer grand prix. Both of which were in August. The date was July 20th, 3 days before we left for US Nationals, then followed by a month in Europe. The team was on a road biking ride, I like going downhill fast. Unfortunately sometimes there’s gravel in corners of downhills. Needless to say I ended up going off the road, through some bushes, and off a cliff. After almost completing a full front flip on my bike my head ended up hitting a quite hefty rock. So 3 days before leaving for a month long trip that was already paid for I got a concussion… how convenient. So now I’m currently sitting in the Munich airport typing on my lap top without looking at the screen, with a new plan. Fly back to Colorado, sit in a dark room with no phones, laptops, books etc. until I can walk up some stairs without getting dizzy. But on the bright side I get to go back home for a bit as well, work a bit, and make some money. |