Yup, that’s about all I have to say. I got spiked in the gym on Saturday and the fates conspired to make it happen at the worst spot possible. When I impacted the wall my feet went under an overhang, but no problem because my ribs protected the rest of my body by absorbing the impact. I didn’t even notice it at first, I though I had just bruised my hand in the fall; until I lowered and collapsed to the ground in labored breaths. I suppose its karma hittin me back for breaking Porter’s hand a few months ago.
I was worried I had broken a rib, but its been a few days and it keeps feeling better, so I think its just a bruised rib. I’ve been told a bruised rib is nothing to balk at, but I’m young and spry, so I heal quickly. Shoot, I was rock climbing a week after my knee surgery. Here’s hoping for a quick recovery, which better happen because in a few weeks Bronco and I are headed to the Ice Fest and then Indian Creek. JIYEAHHHH!!!
Classes started Monday morning, so naturally I flew into DC at the last possible moment on Sunday night. Its nice to see folks, friends I’ve made, and all the new “freshman” walking around campus. Super-psyched to be back training on plastic at the climbing gym (not). The heat isn’t too oppressive at least.