This summer, I my running fitness was improving, so I decided it would be a fun challenge to try a sprint triathlon. I researched and bought a new bike. A week later, I crashed my bike, fracturing my pinky finger. It was my first-ever broken bone! The fracture was at the base of my finger so required surgery. Basically, life just got a little more interesting/challenging.
Well, the summer of 2016 began smoothly enough. I went to Vancouver, WA with my friend Teresa the beginning of July and ran the Twilight 10K. I finished in 1:03:47, about a 10 min/ mile pace. Inspired to get faster and run further, I decided I'd run a half marathon in September.
|Finish line at the Twilight 10K. Why the gave me a medal for finishing a 10K is kinda odd haha|
|My earnings from my bike sale. (More money... more problems)|
|Purchasing my new Trek Lexa at the bike shop|
As I turned to get onto the curb, my wheel was too parallel to the pavement and I went flying off the bike. It really wasn't too bad of a fall, one that on first thought meant that I would probably have to turn around to go home. But in the next moment, I realized that my hand felt numb. Looking down, I saw my finger was completely twisted. I knew something was wrong. A man across the street witnessed the entire crash, and called 911. I felt like I was going to faint, so I laid down alongside the road. Somehow I managed to call my boyfriend, who arrived before the ambulance and he drove me to the emergency room.
At the hospital, the doctor first believed my finger was just dislocated. It wasn't swelling, it was just bent at the joint. After X-rays, though, they determined that there was a fracture near the joint. Worse yet, a day later, I got a call from a local Orthopedic Surgeon, saying that he wasn't comfortable fixing this type of break and that I needed to see a hand specialist in another city.
To be continued...