My friends who own the house and guest house (both of which I have rented off and on since last June (one month usually at a time) want me to come up soon and rent the guest house and go skiing. However, I'm worried that I will be tempted to downhill ski because mountaineering skiing on the mountain is kind of iffy for me at 72 simply because of unknown skiing conditions. The difference is at a ski resort the snow is manicured by snow moving machines so the consistency of snow is generally safe to ski on. However, the problem with mountaineering skiing is that though you have metal edges so it is safer to do the problem is icy conditions. I can speak to the problem of icy conditions simply by sharing this 1980s experience of pulling my left Hamstring muscle while mountaineering skiing. I had to ski out on one ski and use the other one sort of like an outrigger just for balance. If I had been rich then I would have had a helicopter rescue me but then I couldn't afford to do that then. So, I gritted me teeth through the extreme pain and just skied out a mile or two of where I was. What caused my pulled hamstring? Ice.
When I first hit ice I thought I could recover but then I hit another patch of ice and I went into the splits and my pants split out ( my jeans around the crotch too). At the time I couldn't afford the operation to fix my pulled hamstring and had to walk funny for about 6 months by dragging one leg until I could turn my ankle which was painful to retrain my leg muscle. So, 6 or 7 months of extreme pain is what I experienced.
A Physical therapist told me that I had a late 1800s type of injury that he didn't see very often anymore. But, from my point of view I had kids to get through college and high school but not health insurance to pay for expensive hamstring repairing operations then. So, I endured the pain for 6 months then endured more pain while I retrained the muscles so I would look like I was walking normally without ever having had a pulled hamstring. Because if I hadn't retrained the muscles my ankle would have been sideways with every step I took the rest of my life.
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