...by a boulder at the beloved swimming hole. It was a simple jump-down-from-the-rock move. I misstepped and smacked the rock with my foot then landed funny. I thought I just tweaked it, got geared up, hiked the bike out of the ravine and tried to ride. It became apparent pretty quickly that I had to bail. The pain I expected to disipate got worse. So we headed back to the cars. Rog took off quickly to fulfill bbq obligations, while Maria and I hung at my car administering first aid and self-medicating.
Still holding out hope that it wasn't that bad and knowing that it was, we drove to Arcana to get some plants. When I went to get out of the car, I couldn't walk. My foot would bear no weight. So Maria kindly followed me to my storage unit and dug out my crutches. I headed home to RICE my foot.
...The next day, 5 hours in Fanny Allen Walk-In and a few pictures confirmed what I was pretty sure of. I broke it. The 5th metatarsal (outer bone). It's not displaced. I'll know more Monday when I go to the ortho. For now, it's in a temporary cast, and I haven't even seen my x-rays. (They said they couldn't show them to me because they are digital. WTF?! Shouldn't that make it easier to show patients?)
Mobbs is such a fun place to ride, and I love the swimming hole. It's a shame I may never see it again. You see, I got Mobbed last year, too...sprained my ankle (three months of healing and rehab). I think the place is cursed for me. Truely a shame.
I've been trying not to think about what I can't do (the LT, mtn bike, drive my car). I can read lots and catch up on my movie watching. I can hobble around the garden with my 5-gallon bucket to rest on when I wear out pulling weeds. I can keep training. (My neighbor said she'd help me do pilates.) I can get prepared for the next school year so that I'm not so busy in the winter. I can study topos of where I'll go when I'm healed, tune my bike, get my Rossi split, watch ski nrop, and rehab. I can plan winter trainings and trips. I can throw parties (TBA)!
Peace, from the bright side of broken,
Rachel Rose
About Me
- Rachel Rose
- I have been teaching for ten years and love expanding the horizons of young people. I am currently working at The Schoolhouse, a K-6 parent-teacher co-op in South Burlington, Vermont. I hold a BA in elementary education and a Masters in reading education. In the winter, I ride my snowboard and hike in the woods with my dog. In the spring, summer, and fall, I work the land, do outdoor projects, and garden...well, mini-farm. I also hike/backpack and dabble in mountain biking, rock climbing, and kayaking. I hold certifications in CPR and First Aid (American Red Cross), as well as Wilderness First Aid (SOLO). Northern Vermont is home, where I constantly bliss out on the beauty of my surroundings.
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