
It’s already been almost 2 months since the accident. I have to say that since that day, my fitness levels have decreased, my strength levels have decreased, I’ve started putting weight back on and things just basically SUCK all around! I have lost pretty much all of my faith in both our health care system and government insurance system.
I keep going over everything that’s transpired since that day. Every time I think I get a glimmer of hope… I get put back in place with a huge reality check that’s starting to make me turn from my positive old self, to someone who reacts to every little thing around me.
My doctor referred me to an orthopedic surgeon to do an assessment and hopefully drain the fluid in my knee that never went away. On days when I walk too much, that fluid level increases and puts so much pressure under my skin, it hurts if my pants rub the wrong way! That referral was made over 3 weeks ago. I called in to the ortho’s office today to enquire about an appointment date…
First off, unless you’re a doctor calling in there’s actually no way to speak to anyone human. The message spurts out an e-mail address then hangs up on you! So fine…I send off an e-mail thinking I’ll get a phone call back. NOT! The office staff couldn’t even phone to talk to me. I get an e-mail back stating they would contact me once a date was available, and that would likely be “in approximately two years time”. And that’s just the appointment for the initial consult…for which I’m listed as the procedure being elective! Like I would want to willingly go in there and have someone stick needles and a tube in my knee just because I want them to??? How off the wall is that? I’m not dying and my leg isn’t going to fall off…so I guess it’s elective. By the time two years rolls around…the fluid will likely be solidified and will have to be cut out instead of drained or there will have been enough damage as a result of not doing anything to fix it that I’ll have to have a freaking knee replacement! I actually, honestly thought there must have been a mistake. So, I e-mailed back and asked if there had been a “typo”, thinking maybe this time I’ll get a human response. No such luck…another return e-mail simply stating it was “not a typo”.
So now I think…hmmm, this is also an SGI injury issue…maybe, just maybe my injury adjuster can do something to help me? Okay, it was a momentary lapse in judgement to say the least. I was honestly under the impression that they were there to help me receive quality care to return physically to what I was before the accident as quickly as possible. My response from there you ask??? Go back to your G.P. and start the process again…maybe the doctor could find someone with a shorter wait list. Wow. So I actually have the nerve to ask…”doesn’t SGI have the ability to send people out of province to get treatment when you can’t get it here?” I think everyone I ran into today must have all conspired together to help me have a crappy day…cuz I received a resounding “no, we don’t do that”. So instead, I’ll have to stay “in the system” and likely now end up going to physiotherapy as well, all on the governments dollar, when a simple procedure that could be done quickly on an outpatient basis could actually save both SGI and the health care system time and money.
I feel completely numb and dumbfounded by the turn of events. I’ve spoken to other people who have had this happen to them and I likely never completely understood it until now. “Until you’ve walked a mile in my shoes” makes a whole lot more sense to me at this point. To have come so far and have it feel like it’s all coming crashing down with me suffocating underneath the pile of rubble is the only description I can give it.
So now, I’m not sure where this blog will go. It was supposed to assist me with my training to help me keep track of my activities leading up to my goals. What were those again? Oh yeah…a 3 year training plan until Ironman Canada in 2012. I was planning on 5 races next season. 2 half marathons and 3 triathlons. Now I wonder if I’ll even be able to walk 5k? Sometimes I just shake my head at the curveballs life can throw at a person. I’m hoping eventually I’ll be able to shake off all this negative crap that keeps going through my beaner and be able to deal with issues in a more positive way than spilling my guts all over the internet for all to see. But, I guess this too is part of my journey. A journey that was meant to be shared from start to finish. I’m hoping this is only a small speed bump along the way!
For everyone who’s interested…stay tuned for details as they transpire, for those who just want to see the physical training stuff…come back “in approximately two years time”… Until then, be good to yourself, and remember:
We could never learn to be brave and patient if there were only joy in the world.
Well it’s been quite a ride! The rest of the summer has gone by virtually in the blink of an eye. Fall has hit hard and fast, bringing with it cold and windy weather. And looking outside…I see white stuff everywhere!
Well it looks like we did kinda get some form of summer! At least where I’ve been for the past couple weeks! My trip started to the sunny Okanagan for the Ironman Canada Triathlon. Once again I was volunteering on the finish line and”T” was racing. This year, two great friends came out to the race as well. Carla (our friend and massage therapist) andChristina (our friend and my training partner). Carla made the drive out with me, and we had a blast!!! Tanya flew out the following Wednesday and Christina flew in on the Saturday. Mom and dad had quite thehouse full!
The swim start was awesome as always! Over 2600 athletes got in the water for the first 3.8km swim portion. The race start is always highly charged with the most incredible feeling of awe and wonder. So many people, willing to go through so much, so they can make it over the finish line in somewhere under 17 hours!
Ya…they go by sooooooo fast, you generally don’t see them till they’re past you! That’s Tanya in the middle of the picture…going hard and fast! She’s on par for her 12hr race!

When I was a kid, life was only about getting outside whenever you could to play and have fun. Then you have to do this thing called “grow up”!



Once out of the water, we had to run up a hill to get to the bike transition. I’m SOOOOOOO glad I only had to do that hill once! It was bad enough I was trying to get my land legs back let alone to have to do it going up hill! Regardless, it was on the bike and off I went. Well, ya remember that wind I was talking about? Turns out that was our head/cross wind for the first half of the bike! I struggled to maintain 20 km/hr for the first 10k. I tried to take advantage of every little hill I came across that could give me just a bit more speed. It was futile! All I could do was know it was going to be at my back on the return trip. And what a trip that was! Instead of struggling at 20k, I was hitting upwards of 50km/hr! What a rush!!! About 3k into the trip back, I spied Tanya on her way out to the turn around. Keep in mind she was doing the “Olympic distance” and had to do twice what I did. So after a 1.5k swim she got on her bike. As soon as I spotted her my first thought was “Oh crap, she’s gonna lap me”! Along came another adrenaline rush and I pushed myself even harder. Determined she was not going to catch me…I must have done something right. Before I knew it I was back at transition and getting changed for the run without being lapped!


Wow…hard to believe it’s been a week since my first triathlon! I’m eagerly waiting in anticipation for the next one July 19th. Although I am a bit apprehensive about the swim, and I’ll tell ya why in a bit.
Knowing I need ample time to warm up for swimming, I decided to get into the pool 15 minutes before the race start and swim until we were called in for the race. Everyone lined up one at a time and the whistle went off. One by one the swimmers went in 10 second intervals. I was slated as 39 out of 140 based on my predicted swim time of 6:30. I have to say, nerves played a HUGE part in the pool. Not that I have issues with swimming, cuz I don’t. Race jitters got to me enough that I had a hard time catching my breath and pacing. I passed a few people in the swim and ended the 300m swim with a very respectful time of 5:51.
Out of the water and into my first transition was an interesting experience. The transition area was directly beside the pool area. This is where we had to go to between each piece to get ready for the next piece. Thinking back, I really don’t remember much of it and it went very quickly anyway…ass on the ground, dry off the feet, put on socks and the bike shoes, put on the helmet, put on the shades, make sure my drink is on the bike and GO! 4 laps from the transition, out to College Ave, east to Broad St, south to the marina entrance and back to the transition area. I managed to keep a good pace. I passed quite a few bikers as well, but after the first lap I was running into people who were just getting on the bikes and just lost track. I think my bike portion was the strongest. I finished the 12k bike in 28:23.
What can I say about my run…it SUCKED!!! I wasn’t able to catch my breath from the first step out. I was hoping that it would improve as I got into it…but nope! Okay, that sucks, but I knew I had to keep going. I had to do 3 loops from transition down the path to Albert St, wind around to north of the transition and back south again. My first loop I grabbed some water. Second lap I had nothing, as with the third. I knew I didn’t want that “slosh” effect for the remainder of the run. It was still early and not too hot yet. It felt like such an effort just to get one foot in front of the other this time. Then…I rounded the second to last corner…300m from the finish line. I could hear the cheering for those just crossing. It gave me jump start and I kicked it into second gear. I rounded the last corner and felt an incredible joy when I saw the finish line, and realized I was about to cross it! I managed the 3.3k run in 21:57.
So…tomorrow is the big day for me! I’m sitting here wanting to write my goings on for the past week and keep getting distracted by thoughts of “what the f**k am I doing” going through my head! It’s my very first triathlon and I’m starting to get nervous already…go figure! I know it’s just a short one…but it’s me doing it this time!!! lol I’m way to used to going to these things being the support team for T!