Yeah! I won the bronze medal at the World Championship in Portugal!
In the days leading to World Championship (youth, U-20yrs) in Portugal, I had been sailing five hours a day, so the amount of training was ok. Despite of this I was very excited, when I headed for Portugal, since the World Championship was so early in the season.
This was my first competition in Portugal, and I lived in an apartment just by the beach. I was told that the beach we sailed on had been awarded with the most beautiful beach award in the world. To me it looked like this could be true, it was an amazing place to be windsurfing, and everything started to look very good.
This suddenly changed. When I was out to check the weather and current conditions I got knocked over and cut my foot on the fin. I took a look at it, and I could actually see the bone inside the wound… But I knew that if I did not take my time to prepare and check the conditions, my chances of being world champion would vanish. I decided to give it a try.
To be honest i hurt like hell, but I forced myself to take my time and verify comditions, for this I used approximately 1,5hours.
When I came back onshore I was looking for some bandage to put on my foot. While I was doing that, one of the people arranging the championship passed by. Without talking to me he called the ambulance. Before I knew it, I were at the hospital.
The World Championship were cancelled. Well, according to the doctors. I, on the other hand had other plans. The doctors told me that there were no chances, that I could surf for at least 5 days.
I had been training for the World Championships all my life, I could not let it slip, my dream is to win it.
No. My goal is to win it.
Due to this I had to tell a white lie to my parents. They had been trying to get a hold of me for all the time I spent at the hospital. The only thing they hadd been informed/asked about were wheter I had taken the tetanus vaccine. This led to some desperate calls from norway, they of course wanted to know what was going on. When I came back I had 20 missed calls from my parents.
When I talked to them they asked how it was going and wheter it was going to affect my race? I said, no. Because despite that the doctors had told me that I could not race, I had decided to race. And I did not want all the worries and recommendations from my parents. I knew what I had to do, I drove to the store, bought some duck tape. Problem solved.
Though it hurted to walk, I knew that when the start signal went off, that I would only focus on whats important in the race, winning.
So, to me when I ended up as a bronze winner, it was one of the greatest moments of my career.
To be completely honest it is the first time, ever, 3rd place feels like winning.