I dont know how to start this. But let´s put it this way: life was stressy, but damn it was great.
I made it through second inspection into the USA, got my boardbad a day later (since the airline lost it), had one awsome riding day in the unimaginable park of Breckenridge and then was off to Aspen for X games. On the road I figured out how to get my US Visa in Sapporo during our Oakley film trip to Japan, so I can straight come back to Tahoe for the Vans Cup after Japan. I was thinking about sushi, Hokkaido tree runs, about japanese baths and hot sake.
In Aspen the Oakley house was ridicolous, like every year – a multi million $ villa with approximately 10 rooms, a perfect pool table, huge kitchen with private chef and showers that pour down on you like tropical rain. Yeah, life was great…
In the first X Games practice I thought I don´t want to hit those jumps. But that´s normal. It´s like that every year. After an hour you hit those damn jumps anyways. And even though every single jump felt like bomb dropping out of a 3 story building, my knee didn´t hurt me.
The next day I tried to put a run together, and started spinning over the big gap jump first. For some reason that 20 meter monster seemed the most inviting to me, since you didnt drop down as bad as on the other jumps. I kept going a little fast into it, but I just didnt want to fall in the gap… In the end I did the opposite – went too big, landed more than half down the landing, couldn´t stop my rotation, landed a bit sideways while making a gnarly sound. I thought I broke my board or binding, and my knee didn´t feel good.
The X games doctor tested my knee and told me I was fine. Since Aspen wanted 3000$ for an MRI, I didn´t get one.
I rode qualifiers the next day, easily since I felt something is not right, but I rode, since I was sure it´s not that bad. Luckily I missed finals by 2 spots, or I would have ridden again in finals and I would have probably gone for it.
After that I got my MRI in Vail. My ACL is gone again. It exploded. I rode X Games with a 1 days old ACL tear. Just thinking about it gives me goose bumps. It looks like I will get surgery this friday in Vail.
Even though i shouldn´t have done it – today I tried to do some turns here in Breckenridge, and I could feel my knee slide around when I did it.There´s something wrong. I can´t imagine how I jumped on that knee the other day.
This is what I learnt from it:
The mind is incredibly powerful. I didnt want to have an injury, I was believing so much that my knee is ok, that I was able to ride the biggest jumps I have hit in a long time with a fresh ACL injury. Then I found out what happened, and unfortunately knowledge beats believing. Since I know what´s going on I can´t tell myself anymore that everything is ok – just doing normal turns today was a failure.
This is enough for the moment. I will be back here when I fall into a depressive hole after my surgery, when I can´t walk anymore, realize this will take months, everybody else drinks hot sake in Japan and I will be wearing an annoying knee brace for weeks while the lucky people in this world enjoy tree runs in Hokkaido.