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So I broke an ankle. It was obvious, bare bone was sticking out of one side of my leg, and my foot hung limply off the other. I learned later that I had broken the other ankle as well, just not in such an obvious and interesting way.
Since that day, I've learned that having two broken ankles makes for a challenging experience. Nothing is simple. And everything hurts.
Why the blog?
This is for my friends and family that have been wanting to know what's going on. We all know that I'm horrid when it comes to returning calls or messages. I'm hoping that this will make for an acceptable alternative.
Thanks for your concern and your interest in what's going on with me. And thanks for visiting!
(Y'all come back real soon now, y'hear?)
Climbing Safely
I'm pretty convinced that there was nothing we could have done to prevent this from happening other than simply not climbing this route on this day.
All of the bolts held. The belay worked just like it was supposed to. I was wearing a helmet. We had double checked our partners gear setups before the climb. We used commands. It was textbook.
Rock climbing is inherently dangerous. So is hiking down a trail. So is walking through your neighborhood. So is driving
down the street. Living is inherently dangerous.
I knew the risks. I did everything I could to compensate for them and off I went. It was an accident, plain and simple.
It will be interesting to see what I'll learn from it.
About Me
- Jim
- Washington, United States
- A guy who moved to the Pacific northwest to climb and hike and ski and stuff. And then broke both ankles. Ouch.
As you lay back on a low chaise lounge, tell your co-workers that its not about keeping your foot elevated, its about keeping the rest of your body down low.....
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