It all started on the basketball court. Our friend Kevin was visiting and we decided to kick off the long weekend with a pick up game. After failing to grab the rebound I was determined to retrieve the loose ball. Yeah that’s it… one explosive step and I ruptured the Achilles tendon completely… leaving nothing but strands of spaghetti for the surgeon to piece together.
I’ll be out of action for another 3 weeks and then I’ll begin the slow road to recovery. Aside from not being able to leave the house initially, becoming a temporary burden to my wife and missing out on some cool campaigns at the office… the difficulty of sleeping with this cast was unexpected.
Hopefully I’ll be at Whistler this spring!