FMyLife #10 : Docs & Biceps

Annual visit to doctor for sports certificate to get French Federation licence.

Door of waiting room opens, doc calls my name. Backpack on shoulder and skates in hand, I head towards the doc with free arm straight for a handshake...

... Guess who kisses me hello on both cheeks? I know it's very French, but I can assure you that no matter how long you've known your doc (for yearly visits) even in France, it feels like "err-- okay" awkward.

Welcomes me in and follows me to his desk when he adds in a confessing tone that "[he] ha[d] always been jealous of [my] biceps". Eyebrow rising. Haha. Thanks!

Let's do the physical test, shall we?

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FMyLife #8

-- Last and (hopefully) final episode of a loooong headbanging story: Validating my third stay in rehab!

By the way, when I talk about rehab, I mean physiotherapy! I clarify it here because it put me into funny situations. Like that time when the organizer of the World Freestyle Skating Championships confessed to me that she had been quite shocked to learn about my rehab adventures: she had understood alcohol and drugs. FYI I judged 90% of the competition...

In my last FMyLife post about it, I recounted the episode of the phone call to my insurance when they innocently asked me if I wanted an official paper vouching for the tacit agreement of their medical control.

I was naive enough to assume that my days of fighting were finally over.

Chapter #1: The Downward Spiral.

Last week, the medical control called me again and told me that:

"Hi... err... I was calling to tell you that the operator who anounced you that your file was validated... well, she misinterpreted the data on her computer. It is just said that the medical control saw your request. Not that they agreed to it. But here's their number, so call them maybe."

Alright. Here we go again.

72-96-68

Thank God it's NOT my measurements, but my results for a physical recovery test.

This morning I went to the doctor for the annual appointment to get my medical certificate proving I'm allowed to do sports...

He made me do the Ruffier-Dickson Test to ckeck my capacity to adapt to a physical effort. The test is very basic and you must have experienced it at least once in your life.

The test is run following three steps :

1. Take your Heart Rate at rest on 1 minute (sitting or laying down) (P1)
2. Make 30 up & down knee flexions within 45 sec with the feet flat on the floor.Take your HR on 15 sec (P2)
3. Rest 1 minute, and take your Heart Rate (P3)