Surgery at the end of March, after ICFA (which means I can swim in the pool there, yay!) Between now and then, I make friends with Mr. Brace, who is my best guard against sudden catastrophic ankle failure.
Not that I think such a thing is likely to happen — but you really, really don’t want to be proven wrong about something like that.
Sadly, I must also swear off kumite (sparring) between now and my recovery, since it occurred to me that probably falls under the umbrella of “basketball and other activities involving sudden changes of motion, especially lateral ones” that I was told would be hazardous. Since I’m supposed to wait until twelve weeks after surgery to do those things (I can go back to karate after eight), that means I won’t be sparring again until mid-June at the earliest.
Well, at least my kata will get really good.