...WHOOPS, FRACTURED ANKLEBONE!?

So it's old news, not terribly good news... but it's news thanks to a certain Halifax newspaper, so I guess I should step-up and blog about it. Last week I went and fractured my ankle in the Grand Canyon. No crazy insane story like I crashed while paragliding through the canyon in a Norwegian flying-squirrel suit, or like I got bucked off my horse while breaking in wild mustang stallions in the desert - I just tripped. BUT, I did need a helicopter evac, so thanks to the Arizona Department of Public Safety for the lift (on the house!!).

This isn't gonna slow me down. I got it all fixed, and I've been training through it... so don't get any big ideas. I'll be back in my boat givin' it hell early next week. I'll be more than ready for the Worlds in Halifax this August.
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