It’s been one week on trail, but my body feels like it has been weeks. I knew before I started that the hiking aspect was going to be tough so I spent a lot of time preparing physically. I had also heard that the toughest part of a through hike is the mental part, but I kind of ignored that.
The trail has been very well maintained by volunteers and the Colorado Trail Foundation as well as the US Forest Service and other organizations. However, uneven footing and steep climbs have been the causes of my physical pain. Well that and doing almost 30 miles on day three.
A few months ago I had some pain in my achilles that eventually went away with rest. On day two the pain returned and has been on the verge of unbearable since. It’s the worst in the morning until I pot some ibuprofen and get moving.
Going into Breckinridge the outside of my knee started to ache as well. Every step down hill felt like the tendon was going to rip apart at any minute. I actually wanted to go uphill because that felt better.
My feet have always been pretty callused from running but they are on a whole new level now. Not only are they completely callused, but I have blisters under the calluses.
I move funny from tight calves and it almost feels like I forgot how to walk without my pack. My lips are permanently cracked from the sun and I have been bitten by every mosquito in the state. The physical pain is all just apart of the game.
The hardest part of the trail so far has been the mental part. I don’t mean mentally dealing with the physical pain. I mean mentally I have had to deal with being cold and scared alone. I’ve had exciting moments that I haven’t been able to share. I have been lonely and bored. I don’t mean for that to come across so negatively. This trail is truly beautiful and it everything I hoped it would be and more. I am so lucky to have a chance to experience this. It’s just hard being away from the people I love.