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Simply chocolate like a Sprüngli
by Patrick Bardelli
Piste good. Hand broken.
19.3.2019
Translation: machine translated
Skiing again at last! At the end of January, I'm back on two skis in Laax for the first time in 15 years. It's marvellous and cries out for more. Shortly afterwards, I'm skiing in the Hoch-Ybrig area and screaming. With pain.
I just wanted to go skiing. And I wanted to ski. Up and down, again and again. After all, I had a lot of catching up to do. It was exactly 15 years that I had to make up for. This is what came out of it:
But first things first
I probably have the classic ski biography of a Swiss boy. My first time on the slats at the age of seven, my dad was my first instructor. Then ski school during the Christmas holidays, sometimes in Scuol, sometimes in Davos. Ski camps in Sörenberg and on the Stoos. Every other winter weekend on the slopes of Meiringen-Hasliberg, Obersaxen or Andermatt. And then a 15-year break. Why? Sometimes I didn't have the time, sometimes the money, sometimes the desire.
At the end of January, I'll be in Laax for the "Patrick does sport with ..." section and will be back on the boards that used to mean the world to me. You can read the articles here:
Now I want more. Time to get my equipment up to scratch. The February winter sale at Galaxus comes at just the right time. I hit it and stock up from head to toe. I'll be hiring skis and boots from the ski resort until further notice.
In Wendyland
"If only you had come earlier"
The (almost) perfect day
It's just before 3 pm when I decide to call it a day and take on the last descent of the day. Meanwhile, sleet is falling from the sky and the fog has mutated into an impenetrable grey broth. And yet it's the perfect day for me. Skiing has got me back. I love it. And the weather can go fuck itself.
Stinging pain in my left rib. More of the same in my left hand in a minute. I'm lying head first on the piste. The weather has got me ... and I immediately realise that something has broken. The snow in the sticky snow has unpleasant consequences. And the day is only almost perfect. It ends in the emergency room at Einsiedeln Hospital. Diagnosis: fracture of the metacarpal bone. I wish I'd got here earlier or gone for a coffee.
Aloha PAHoA
"See this white dot here on the left?" He points to the ultrasound monitor, "That's one of your nerves. It's normally three times smaller. I've never seen anything like it." Okay, thanks. I seem to have strong nerves. I'm going to need them for the next few hours.
And the next time on "Patrick breaks something ..."
From the PAHoA to the operating theatre and back again. Or how the wire gets into the hand. You wouldn't want to miss that, would you? Exactly. That's why follow my author profile here.
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Patrick Bardelli
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Patrick.Bardelli@digitecgalaxus.chFrom radio journalist to product tester and storyteller, jogger to gravel bike novice and fitness enthusiast with barbells and dumbbells. I'm excited to see where the journey'll take me next.
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