Kitepix Magazine No.6 April - June 2015 | Page 150

back, surrounded by family and friends, I
knew they would be the key to my recovery.
I spent most of my time in the gym, twice a
day, everyday. I had visited the fracture clinic
a couple of times, and the doctors were happy
with my progress, the bones had knitted back
together nicely and it was a matter of time
before it was strong enough to kite again,
the problem was, the doctors matter of time,
was different to mine. They were still adamant
no matter how hard I trained, how much I’d
already progressed, it was going to be at
least 8 months before I could step back onto
a board.
At this stage, the competition year was out of
the window, if it did take 8 months, I would miss
the whole season, which was a real downer, but
I kept my spirits high, and was not going to be
beaten. Goal two was achieved on the 18th
of February, and was the toughest one yet,
and took a lot of people by surprise, some
people thought I was silly but I felt ready.
I had been to my fracture clinic appointment
the day before, I felt strong, I had now been
walking for at least three weeks, un-aided with
very little to no pain at all. So there I found
myself, at Hawkers Cove. It had probably been
the longest period of my life without a kite in
the sky, and there I was, less than two months
after a severe break, I was going for my first
kite. I took a surfboard, and happily rode
around for at least an hour, before coming in,
more due to the cold than anything. So there
it was, two of the main goals I had overcome,
and this one definitely a lot sooner than I had
even expected, let alone the doctors, my family
and my friends.
Months went on, and I was still training,
kiting very little, as although I felt strong and
confident, I didn’t want to push my luck and
have my injury take a turn for the worse. I
was occupying my time with photography/
videography and finding work. All of which
were going really well. I think if you have a

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At this stage, the competition
year was out of the window, if it did
take 8 months, I would miss the whole
season, which was a real downer, but
I kept my spirits high, and was not
going to be beaten.