Have you ever had your legs kicked out from under you? It doesn’t take much and it can happen in a flash! One minute your bragging on how great you feel and the next you’re being carried out of the forest in a stokes basket. It’s now been almost a year since my “event” on 22 July of last year. I’m now deeply into rehab. That involves slow hikes to increase my stamina and a whole lot of moving my head back and forth and up and down. It’s not exactly “Do Diddily Do” but…….I’m getting better. On one of my first hikes Jan was following me and noticed this tree that I was practically standing under. My eyes had been 100% on the ground….I never noticed it. But here it was…..a represention of what had happened to me. My foundation cut out from under me.
I needed to get back to this….clean air….forest trails….weight on my back….knats in my eyes….the taste of a good bug dive bombing down my throat. It doesn’t get any better than that.
I’ve got to admit that it’s been a frustrating year. Luckily Jan Haney has put up with the difficulty of all of it. She’s a hiker so this has also affected her as I’ve been retraining myself to have the ability to walk across a room without destroying all of the furniture.
Others like Larry Ray have all played a part in dragging me along toward some sort of normalcy. Always ready with a good story and a bit of sarcasm he has provided the light moments needed to take the next staggering step.
So I’m now tentitively back with my favorite critters…sitting on ant hills…swatting knats…and wringing out socks. Life is good.
I’m by no means 100%. But……that day is coming. Besides I’m tired of being still.
There are trails to conquer and mileage to log. My boots need to be worn thin and the seat of my pants needs to be torn the rest of the way out. These are earth shaking needs….. For those of you who have had your feet knocked out from under you I know that you understand….. Small victories are enormous. Tying your shoe after having a cast on your foot for months is monumental. At one point completing the hike of the 100 mile wilderness was huge…now walking across a room is just as significant.
Places like the Chattooga with all of its power are waiting for us to return. Troy hiked down a vertical slope to feel that power. I need to do the same.
I’ve been patient…..to a point. It’s time to “Hike On”.