There’s a good chance I won’t get any Whistler laps in this year, which will be a first for me in a long while – but I’m guessing the float plane drop 10 days from now deep in the Chilcotins will more than make up for that.
Today marks 60 days since I went over the bars and ended up with a concussion. I never thought recovery would take anywhere near this long, but I guess that’s just the nature of brain injuries.
Today is a great day though, because for the first time, it’s been about three days now I’ve had any notable symptoms. I’m back on the bikes, bouldering, writing code – and loving every minute of it. I don’t want to jinx it, but I think very soon I won’t have to think about recovery any more.
It’s been 46 days since I bonked my head, and today was my first day bouldering since. I sucked, but it didn’t matter. Getting back on the wall felt really good. I also sent my first dyno, so I guess I didn’t suck that much. Bikes are next. Progress!