On Day 4, after a hugely spirit-lifting trail magic experience at the Seminole Indian Reservation gate and a belly-lifting Indian taco experience at Billie Swamp Safari Cafe, I hobbled the last few miles of road-walking into Big Cypress RV Resort & Campground. I’d promised my body I’d take a post-Swamp recovery zero to dry out and rest up. I awoke the next morning to a swollen right foot, ankle, and lower leg, and the swelling was increasing. I contacted a dear friend who is also an amazing sports medicine doctor, and was diagnosed from pictures and history with tendon strain and tendinitis, and advised to RICE (Rest / Ice / Compress / Elevate) as long as was practicable.
One zero turned into four as I dealt with my injury and an attempt to get new shoes that was thwarted by FedEx and a snowpocalypse at their hub in Memphis. Plagued by cabin fever brought on by being mostly confined to a tiny one-person tent surrounded by the giant mobile rigs of snowbirds (who am I kidding? I would have had cabin fever by then regardless of circumstance), and the stress of being held up so long so soon with so far to go, I set back out.
In two days, I covered almost 50 miles, frequently into strong and consistent head- or crosswinds. It was a combination of road- and levee-walking, the latter of which was more like marching in a high school band, knees unnaturally high to avoid tripping on overgrown foliage and hidden vines, or stepping too long on the million hills housing biting ants, or falling into the million rodent holes pockmarking the levee tops. By now, not only were my right foot and ankle swollen and angry again, but that shin started to splint. Not to be outdone, the left shin started splinting as well due to decompensation.
I ran into a couple of ECT hikers who planned to ride into Clewiston for the night, and they invited me to go in on a room with them. I hesitated at first – I’d just spent way more time and money at the RV Resort than I felt was reasonable. When a friend of mine also on trail appeared and agreed to this offer without batting an eye, I conceded. The weather was looking increasingly threatening, and I saw nowhere ideal to camp solo in Lake Harbor.
We got into town, hit the store to pick up some healthy provisions, and I spent the rest of the evening RICE-ing. My right leg throbbed most of the night, making sleep difficult. Neither the pain nor the swelling subsided by the next day. It took what felt like forever walking the 0.7 mile to the post office, where I’d sent my bounce box. Every step felt like I was being stabbed in the legs. I knew I was done for now – if I continued, I’d be dealing with these injuries for much longer, if they didn’t just outright develop into stress fractures. The smartest move would be to get off trail so I could heal up properly and completely. I sent the bounce back to California and was on a plane myself two days later.
In the short time I’ve been back, I’ve been pounding clean, nutrient-rich food, and I already feel loads better. I’m still not 100% healed up, but I’m pretty close – the swelling has completely subsided and now I just feel hints or twinges of discomfort. Other than doing minimal walking, I’m not doing anything else special besides eating well – no compression, no ice, no meds.
How do I know I was nutritionally-deficient at the start? Well, aside from just assessing what I’d been consuming, I knew because I was experiencing food cravings I didn’t get until well over 1,000 miles on the PCT, in my case usually blueberries, spinach, and red bell peppers. I know because before I left, my hair had turned reddish, and become brittle, breaking easily and falling out at an alarming rate. I had had low to no energy. So, basically I tried to start walking 7,000 miles with the body health of someone who has already walked 2,000 on nothing but ramen and Honeybuns. Nutrition-related injury and retarded recovery are common causes of the premature ending of a long trail, and I’d only gone just shy of 100. It was a critical error to think I could start with such a deficit and that getting on trail would fix it. The Trail can help heal a lot of things, but not everything. Not this.
So, now what? Well, I actually think it’s great this happened, and the timing couldn’t have been more ideal. I learned a lot from this experience, the two primary takeaways being that it is folly to attempt an endurance athletic endeavor without a solid base of health and wellness, and never underestimate a trail. Luckily, we are still in January, so getting back out this year will be easy.
From a pragmatic and logistical perspective, though, there is no way I can stick with my original plan of hiking the Backpacker’s Bistro) I can take on trail to ensure I don’t crap out again. This was a LOUD wake-up call: I’m not 20 anymore, able to abuse myself mercilessly and just bounce right back again.
I’ll also be able to continue catching the website up with last year’s activity (since returning I’ve already put up 2 blogs, 2 sites, 2 businesses, and a newsletter), and devise more ways to remain solvent enough to complete the walk. These were both significant contributors to the stress I was experiencing before I began, in addition to dealing with unnecessary personal drama, most of which wasn’t even my own.
Well, I’m over all of that, and about taking action on what I can, and letting go of the rest. If my intention is to walk thousands of miles, I need to be ruthlessly selfish, and focus on whatever I need to make that happen, which is exactly what I am going to do, for myself and for the successful continuation of this pubic lands project. I feel much stronger, healthier, and more calm in just 10 days of eating well and adopting this attitude; it’s amazing the gains that are possible with a dedication to self-care.
I’m so grateful to the friends and strangers (now also friends!) who gave assistance and support during this rough patch. I can’t wait to get back out, back home to Pachamama, but with the proper approach this time: with respect for myself as an athlete, and the appropriate respect for the Trail. ♥[/vc_column_text]