On 11th November 2009 I started to feel a slight twinge in the calf muscle of my left leg. I remember the date well. I had photographed a Remembrance Day ceremony in cold conditions on Sunday 8th November and on 13th November I was due to fly to China to visit my daughter who is teaching English as a foreign language there for a year.
In the course of jostling to shoot the Remembrance Day ceremony I had jumped off a three foot wall, something I would normally avoid doing because of the effects of previous skiing injuries. I wondered if I might have sustained a little tear as a result.
I exercised daily in the pool or the gym so slight muscle strains were nothing new to me and I didn't anticipate any serious repercussions. I was a fit fifty. Well fifty two actually. I'd been stable at my ideal weight (for me) of 73Kgs for some time and I was looking forward to a great skiing season. I might not have had a complete six pack but I could examine my profile in the mirror without being embarrassed.
Although I'd been diagnosed years earlier with ulcerative colitis it had been quiescent for some time and even in times of flare up it was easily controlled with drugs. It didn't get in my way at all.
I knew I'd be walking a lot in China, again in cold conditions, so I held off from the gym for a couple of days to give the muscle time to recover.
There was no indication at all that this would be the beginning of a game changer.
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