Expectations etched in my mind.
So much anticipation for this year.
Sometimes things aren’t to be and one split second last November proved this. Whilst at a small local bouldering competition I came off, waking up the next day, my knee double the size and feeling as if it was on fire. After multiple scans and specialist appointments, March came around and I was diagnosed with a lateral meniscus tear, something we had predicted ourselves. Treatment and recovery seemed pretty straight forward and so off I went for three months of intensive physiotherapy in order to prepare for surgery to repair the tear.
Just short of five months since starting physiotherapy I'm still going, doing exactly what I'm told and yet I'm still waiting to see any major signs of improvement. Progressed seems to be stalled whilst I wait for appointment after appointment, waiting for the day I'm told when the surgery to repair the damage will actually be.
This has certainly put a dampener on the year so far, I have trained like never before and feel the best I ever have yet I'm not able to fully apply it or reel in the rewards. Being injured for quite a long period of time has definitely been an experience and one that I have now come to terms with. For the first few months, I found myself quite regularly in a place, wishing I could be injury free and climbing to my full potential.
Since then the realisation that this is not something that will simply improve overnight, realising I should actually embrace this time and try something different. My focuses have shifted. It’s been a perfect opportunity to spend more time on projects and ideas I have planned and toyed with the prospect of creating. I have realised that yes, climbing is my main stimulus and is the sport I love but that I can still find that peace in writing and photography.
There is something that I find fascinating about being able to capture a moment that is then gone forever, impossible to recreate and relating this to climbing seems to for me be a perfect combination. Faces of true grit, grimaces, beautiful formations of rock nestled in incredible landscapes create iconic climbing photographs that represent our sport. Capturing history of first ascents, competition and personal achievements.
It’s another six weeks till I see my consultant regarding the surgery to fix the tear but in the meantime, there’s plenty to be getting on with.