I'm back in the rink playing hockey.  I've got three games a week on the go this summer.  I worried how hard my first game might feel but quickly realized that I must still have some extra hemoglobin on board.  I expected to be quickly out of breath given the pace of the game but fortunately, due to my altitude induced blood doping, I've been able to keep up to the play this week.  It's good to be back worshipping the puck. 

 When I tripped over the blue line-I thought, "now I'm in a different kind of icefall."  I was also aware of a freedom-the freedom to be injured...kinda of a funny freedom but I know there was such a pressure all last year not to get hurt while playing or to try to recover from injuries quickly so as to not have much time off from training.

I saw my doc today.  I seem to be on the mend.  I have a bit of a post-infection cough that she said should ease in 4-6 weeks and the GI stuff seems to settle more each day.  I've gained back some weight and feel a bit stronger each day.  I'm biking, walking, and playing hockey as my body allows but still mostly resting.

Here are a few more pictures.

TA