Nation's Capitol feis was supposed to be my triumphant return to Irish dancing. Five an a half months after blowing out 60% of my left ankle, I was healed enough to get back to feising. I had done so much preparation for this feis, including lots of practice time on my own since my dance school is on summer break. I finally felt like I was 100% back to dancing. I knew that I was going to rock this feis because I could get through all three rounds.
It, apparently,wasn't meant to be. As I was warming up for my competition and running through my slip jig, I landed an over wrong and knew right away that something was not right. Just like my last injury, I felt that terrible sensation of ligaments popping apart as I landed. Limping back to where I parked my stuff, part of me knew I wasn't going to dance that day, no matter how much I taped my ankle up and no matter how many Advil I took. This was hands-down the most disappointing feis of my life. I was so close.
It, apparently,wasn't meant to be. As I was warming up for my competition and running through my slip jig, I landed an over wrong and knew right away that something was not right. Just like my last injury, I felt that terrible sensation of ligaments popping apart as I landed. Limping back to where I parked my stuff, part of me knew I wasn't going to dance that day, no matter how much I taped my ankle up and no matter how many Advil I took. This was hands-down the most disappointing feis of my life. I was so close.
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An hour after injury. Note the tan line and poodle sock indents. |
Here's to a speedy recovery and the hopes that I can dance at the Oireachtas. If I can do this, if I can dance at the Oireachtas and qualify for 2013 worlds (as it's been my goal since 2009), this will be one of the best comebacks ever.
Goals: Heal
Days till Os: 116