Robbery and broken foot

This past week has honestly been quite horrible. First I lost an important race, then I was robbed, then my motorcycle was broken, and finally I find out my foot is broken.

Let’s go through all of them…

The race

In Valencia last Saturday me and Caridad Jerez (Spanish champion and Olympian) were competing for a spot to represent Barça in Copa del Reina (The Spanish clubs championships). I’ve been in a really good shape but my foot that I thought I just twisted in the first race has been hurting and I haven’t been able to train too well nor wear shoes. It was hurting a lot on Saturday also. I still ran easy 8.41 in the semifinals without trying hard at all. Caridad ran 8.42. In the final she took a great start, and I took an absolutely horrible one, so I was just catching up the whole race and with just couple more meters I would’ve probably caught her. She won by 0.02 seconds and we ran 8.38 and 8.40. I went to get the finish line picture and our butts were equal, she just leaned better with her shoulder. In a sense this was the most important indoor race for me as truthfully there was a lot of money involved for this and the next weekend’s races. Well, I lost to a great athlete. On the other hand, 8.40 is not bad with a broken foot and a terrible start.

Robbery

On Sunday I was going to eat to a restaurant I was invited to, Taperia Princesa. I was outside the restaurant with my manager Rafal from work waiting for other friends when two men robbed my purse. Rafal started running after the robber before I even had time to realize what had just happened and I was so sure he was gonna catch them that I didn’t even start crying until he called that he lost them. We obviously called the police right away and we called my banks to close my cards and had to call insurance company for a locksmith. We sat down to eat a little (the food and drinks were great, I really recommend it!) and to gather myself to be ready to go to the police station to make a police report. My friend Mari headed to my house to wait for the locksmith and me and Rafal went to the police station. The police told us to go get a medical report first as it was a robbery with force and I went to wait for 4 hours at an emergency room to get a report that said I have a little red mark on my shoulder. The police luckily took me in for the report right away (last time I waited 4 hours) and I managed to handle the whole thing in Spanish. The robbers got a pretty nice catch as I had two Michael Kors purses, iPhone, four credit/debit cards, new Nike shoes, a shirt, Spanish drivers license, Spanish ID, Finnish ID, all my two internet banks information and codes, my house/gates/mailbox keys, motorcycle’s and motorcycle’s box keys, lots of make up and a few other things with me.

Broken motorcycle

I was a bit worried about my house at first but my insurance locksmiths came within an hour, but also I was worried about my motorcycle as the purse had my address in there. When I returned from the police station at 2am I went to check on my motorcycle and all was well. At 11am I went to see it again and I see the bike has been pushed over and the brake and gas handles are broken and the whole side is scratched. I get a new key to the motorcycle and I see the bike has been put on and gears have been switched, but apparently the robbers have been missing one extra brake lock’s key to actually steal the bike so they’ve just pushed it over then.

I was feeling fine after the robbery in the evening until I returned home. When I returned home I started to realize what has happened. I was already upset about the race and then everything valuable I own was robbed. I had a panic attack and seeing the bike the next morning made them worse so I have been on sick leave this week. I knew I had a Barça doctor’s appointment on Thursday but didn’t think this week could get any worse so I even said to someone “I can’t imagine this week could be any worse unless I find out my food is broken.”

Broken foot

I went to Ciutat Esportiva Joan Gamper hoping to find out I have no fracture even I knew the pain is as bad as fractures, but I thought maybe it’s something else. I was surprised I finished the race (the first real race of the season) after twisting my ankle, but I didn’t think I could’ve finished a hurdles race after breaking a foot in middle of it. The doctor sent me straight to an X-ray and said we’ll get MRI if there’s nothing in the X-ray. Well the X-ray showed a clear fracture in the foot. The doctor said I need to avoid all impact for three months. I said “ok great thanks” smiling and walked out. As soon as I get out of the Barça buildings I completely break down. This was the last thing I wanted to hear after having had a horrible week already.

If you have read my whole story you know I’ve been through a lot and a broken foot is quite minor thing for me. But finally everything has been great in my life and then I get setbacks back to back like this. People rarely see me upset and even when I cry I’m often smiling, but most of the time I don’t show how I’m really feeling. I can be completely broken inside and look very happy outside. At the moment it’s honestly very difficult time for me and I am struggling with my panic attacks (which I will will probably write another post about as I’ve never talked about them), but I am trying to stay as positive as I can.

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Barça doctors, gear and stuff

One of the biggest benefits of being a Barça athlete is that we get to use the medical facilities. The medical center is located in Ciutat Esportiva Joan Gamper, same place where the FC Barcelona football team trains. If you are a football fan (which I’m definitely not) and lucky, you might see some players around.Ciutat Esportiva Joan Gamper

Normally you can call there and get an appointment to the doctor the same day, for MRI maybe the next day, and physiotherapy you can start right away and go every day if needed.

(Not) an injury

On Saturday I felt sharp pain in my psoas tendon on the last set of hurdles, had difficulty walking for the whole weekend and there was a little swollen and bruised area. I tried to take care of it well (ice, compression, anti-imflammatories, rest and eat healthy), and went to see a doctor yesterday. The doctor did an ultrasound and said there is nothing visible so it was likely just a micro-rupture and should be better in just a few days. So nothing to worry about, I am just having an easy week of training this week and back to hard training next week.

It’s such a relief that you can see a doctor so quickly and at least for my mind it helps a lot to know what is wrong, and in this case that there is no real injury. After the doctor I already went to the gym yesterday, so I have been so lucky to only have missed one and half days of training in the past two months.

Podologist

Podologist's test

At the medical center they also have podologists and make insoles for shoes. It was interesting to see the podologist’s study of my feet and what could cause my ankle being locked all the time. This has been happening for years now. I also got an MRI of my ankle in August, but there was only a thickened tendon from spraining it previously, and instability. The Barça physios showed me exercises I should be doing every day and I have been working on it a lot. The ankle is already much more stable and less painful.

New gear

Last week was great despite this little scare as we got new Barça gear. I think majority of Barça athletes choose to represent them just for the gear 😀 We had been guessing that the new gear was black as the football team has already been wearing black clothes for a while. Black it is, and I love it.Barça gear

Camp Nou

As me and my training partner Adelina were looking for the place to collect the gear at Camp Nou, we somehow got lost inside the stadium, and ended up to the football field. No one was asking what we are doing there, but as we headed back inside the tunnels of the stadium, someone nicely came to escort us out.

Team transfers

I ended up getting a last minute offer from another Spanish club. The offer involved a lot more money, but I should have given up the clothes and the medical benefits, so I ended up turning it down even I’m sure the team would’ve been great also. But knowing me, the medical benefits are the most important.

Anything else you would like to know about being a Barça athlete?

Camp Nou

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