Back in 2010 I ruptured my Achilles playing football. It finally brought an end to my aspirations of becoming a professional footballer 🤣. 6 months of casts, air boots and crutches taught me to slow down. After another 4 months of rehabilitation and physio, on sign off the doctors warned me that if I went back to soon playing sports that required explosive take-offs, that I would likely rupture it again. I could ill-afford another 6 months + of relying on my wife, colleagues and friends giving me lifts everywhere. This took me on my transformation journey from middle distances with sprints in football to long distance trail running. As you can see from the knee strapping and the calf compression sleeve, I’ve never fully recovered from from the injury. But I’m up on my feet 😏. 4 days till @racetotheking
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Might seem like one small step but for me this is one big step! The first time I have had two shows on for nearly three months, the journey is not over but it feels good! #rupturedachilles
I've been working hard on my atrophied calf over the last 12 months with lots of calf raises, double first, then single, then single off a step... and although it has built up, there's still a significant difference in size and definition between the two. •
I can still feel a difference in the strength too and my Achilles and calf are still tight, despite stretching every day. •
I'm all for trying to stay positive, but sometimes it's hard and I wonder if it will ever feel and look normal again 😕 •
Sorry for the gore but Feb 19 2018 ⚪ i had torn my damn achilles. For weeks I relayed all the "what ifs".. what if I didn't play, what if I had just gone back to the hospital.. this has been physically and mentally challenging and still is. Ive never been incapacitated to the point where my whole lifestyle had to be reevaluated. I'm hesitant to go places, see people, even minor things like cooking I've found trouble in and being the stubborn ass I am, asking for help was the last thing I wanted to do. After being diagnosed, alot of my injury was vague to the point where I had been chronically googling everything and anything I could. I got depressed because again, I couldn't do ANYTHING I was use to so I spent it in bed, being slobbish, sad and hopeless. I stressed over how I was going to do this financially because all roads led to me going back to NZ and that was the last thing I wanted. Howeveeeer.. coming back two months in, I was back at square one but i got the surgery I needed (after rerupturing, my heart broke I swear) and a pretty solid support system brought me out of my gloominess. I'm more optimistic and patient with a better idea of what I need to do to recover fully and get back to bettering the lifestyle I'm use to.. few more milestones to get through till I can walk without crutches and alot longer till I can walk without limping but hey, could be worse 🤷 #rupturedachilles #roadtorecovery
Made it!!! Took me 1.5hrs but made it home in one piece. Might be taking shares out in panadol but so chuffed. Charlotte was an angel. Same can't be said for London commuters who didn't offer seats or offer of help as I grappled to hold on and get the break on with my good foot and then get off the bus. Hey ho. It required some nifty pole dancing and begging of a seat but we got there. Yeehaaaaaaa! 💪💪💪 #navigatinglondon #hopalong #rupturedachilles #bekind #smallsteps
1syns coffee going down the hatch. Am solo navigating childcare run and London commuters. Wish me luck!!!! Something I took totally in my stride seems petrifying at the moment, so silly but here I goooooooo. Fingers crossed for a seat! #rupturedachilles
Remember last week when I couldn’t put any weight on my bad foot and sanded those shelves in the garage? This is what it looked like. Probably more entertaining in person, but here ya go!
The MRI - My Ruptured Injury. It looks like there's light at the end of the tunnel... or perhaps I'm heading for a nature spa treatment with mud, leaves and hippy vibes #rupturedachilles #mri
This time last year 😲
Considering how SLOWLY last year went, I can't believe it was a year ago when I had my boot off and took those first tentative steps!
I'm still a long way off 100% and will be having some more physio soon. Sadly the NHS physio guy I saw last year let me down big-time and then proceeded to lie about my progress in his report, as I found out in January when I got a copy of my notes for the gym.
Statements like I had no pain at all, full ROM, and could walk unlimited distances - all at seven months post-rupture! - were particular highlights. Those things are not true even now at nearly 15 months.
Presumably he thought it made him look like he'd done a great job and never imagined I'd see his report.
Anyway, I put a complaint in and I'm waiting for further responses, but in the meantime they've offered me more physio with the lead physiotherapist later this month, so watch this space... #RupturedAchillesTendon
Might not look like an accomplishment but that's me in a PAIR of shoes. Not one shoe and a #biggreyhospitalboot
, an actual pair of shoes. Last weekend marked 5 months in the boot. I've been walking around without it for a bit at home and then today I went for my first proper walk without it. It's so nice to be out in the sun without a big sweaty bulky thing wrapped around one leg. My physio says the achilles is nice and strong so now I need to slowly start building the leg muscles back up and get strong and stable again. Crazy to think that I suffered my #rupturedachilles
the day after boxing day!!