Thames Path 100 broke me, but the body is an amazing contraption with mind-boggling powers of self-repair, and over the ten days it has been gradually putting itself back together again and preparing for the next great adventure.
TP100 +1 – Monday
I couldn’t move. My left shin looked like it had been beaten, my right knee and right foot were bruised and to cap it all off my eyeballs had gone a fetching shade of yellow. Lovely!
TP100 +2 – Tuesday – Up and about
I had work. I had to move. But with no control over my right leg, I couldn’t drive. Cue much strapping, my trusty walking stick and a couple of rather interesting hours on rush hour trains getting trodden on because I couldn’t bend my knee to fit it under the table. On the plus side, I did get to use the phrase “only 85 miles” when explaining my injuries to my colleagues.
TP100 +3 – Wednesday – With bended knee
More rush hour commuting, but this time with bright turquoise crutches, to make it obvious to even the most harried commuter that I would be sloooooooow. Fortunately by this time my right knee could be bent enough (with assistance, as it still wasn’t doing anything for itself) to fit under the train tables so I didn’t get trodden on. Much.
TP100 +4 – Thursday – Going up
Still strapped, still hobbling, still slow and still not driving, but I did manage to go up a single flight of stairs with something approaching a normal gait. Which is all good.
TP100 + 5 – Friday – I have control
Regained enough control over my legs to be able to inspect the bottom of my feet for damage. Eeeeuuuuwwww!
TP100 +6 – Saturday – Driving along in my automobile
Felt safe enough to drive though alas not to a parkrun. I’ve only run two parkruns in the last six weeks. Shocking.
TP100 +7 – Sunday – Upstairs, downstairs
Made my peace with the staircase and celebrated by walking down it with a normal(ish) gait.
TP100 +8 – Monday – Ditched the sticks
Walking gait returned to normal, at least if you discount the first handful of steps after each prolonged pause.
TP100 +9 – Tuesday – Run, hike, run
I lost track of time and found myself running down a flight of stairs and then power-hiking along a corridor so as not to be late. Couldn’t have done that on Monday!
TP100 +10 – Wednesday – Semi-strapped
I’m still taking the full daily dose of ibuprofen, still waking myself up every time I turn over in bed and still not back to normal, but my left knee is now unstrapped and my right knee may be following suit shortly. And for the first time since Thames Path, I found myself thinking about going for a run.
The human body really is an amazing contraption with mind-boggling powers of self-repair!