Inspiring stories of embarrassing accidents from which you made a total recovery would also be nice.
I've already linked you to the Lisfranc stuff, but that really was a freak accident and not embarrassing.
My (mildly) embarrassing one: after I'd been bouldering for a few months, I climbed myself to the top of the wall near the end of a session, and got stuck in an awkward position perched on one high foot and too pumped/weak to downclimb or extract myself from that position under control.
What makes it embarrassing is that I distinctly remember thinking that I could yell for help and the staff at the desk would hear me (it was off-peak and the wall was mostly empty) -- and being too shy/embarrassed/stubborn to do so.
So I jumped off instead, landed badly, and sprained the fuck out of my ankle.
(With hindsight: had I yelled, someone could have come and spotted me and helped ensure I landed on both feet evenly, making the sprain much less likely.)
As soon I could fit my foot into a climbing shoe again (with a football brace) but not expose it to impact yet, I went back to the climbing wall and did nothing except sit-starts, stepping down off the wall before my feet got more than a foot or so above the mats. I got a LOT stronger in a short space of time from that.
I've sprained that ankle twice and have a bit less dorsiflexion in it, which I'm trying to fix. But otherwise a tonne of rehab/prehab on my ankles means that they're much MUCH stronger and more stable than they were, and they cope fine with climbing and with all the hiking and scrambling required to get to the base of climbs.
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Date: 2019-03-24 08:07 am (UTC)I've already linked you to the Lisfranc stuff, but that really was a freak accident and not embarrassing.
My (mildly) embarrassing one: after I'd been bouldering for a few months, I climbed myself to the top of the wall near the end of a session, and got stuck in an awkward position perched on one high foot and too pumped/weak to downclimb or extract myself from that position under control.
What makes it embarrassing is that I distinctly remember thinking that I could yell for help and the staff at the desk would hear me (it was off-peak and the wall was mostly empty) -- and being too shy/embarrassed/stubborn to do so.
So I jumped off instead, landed badly, and sprained the fuck out of my ankle.
(With hindsight: had I yelled, someone could have come and spotted me and helped ensure I landed on both feet evenly, making the sprain much less likely.)
As soon I could fit my foot into a climbing shoe again (with a football brace) but not expose it to impact yet, I went back to the climbing wall and did nothing except sit-starts, stepping down off the wall before my feet got more than a foot or so above the mats. I got a LOT stronger in a short space of time from that.
I've sprained that ankle twice and have a bit less dorsiflexion in it, which I'm trying to fix. But otherwise a tonne of rehab/prehab on my ankles means that they're much MUCH stronger and more stable than they were, and they cope fine with climbing and with all the hiking and scrambling required to get to the base of climbs.