On reaching my limits

Inner Game has been a bit slack with her walking of late, so I’ll make up for that with part three of the NZ trip earlier this year, which should have been the crowning glory of the entire trip.

I had booked the Ball Pass Crossing with Alpine Recreation eight months out. I knew it was going to be tough and set up my training schedule so I’d be in peak condition for the trek. The only thing I was really concerned with was how my knees would hold up on the descent from the Ball Pass. Turns out I didn’t really need to worry about that.

On the first day of the three day trip our group of eight and our two guides bumped along a crazy, stony track (really a rather flattering description for what it was) until we could go no further. We got our gear out of the Troopy and started walking along the edges of the Tasman Glacier towards Ball Shelter. When we started ascending the ridge my legs soon felt like two large pieces of lead. It was hot and with not even a whisper of a breeze it felt like we were in an oven. I started to feel unwell, slightly nauseous, thirsty beyond belief, despite having had plenty to drink, and had to stop to catch my breath. Two more stops like this and things did not improve and I was only one third of the way up on the ridge. I was shaking, wanted to throw up, but was worried that it would dehydrate me. The guides pretty quickly realised I was suffering from heat exhaustion and decided to turn me around and take me back down the mountain.

As someone who soldiers on regardless of the circumstances, I always expected when faced with a situation like this I’d fight on and not accept defeat. Certainly my friend expected arguments and a little tantrum and was surprised when I simply nodded when told they were turning me around. But it was crystal clear to me that there was no way I was going to make it to the Caroline Hut, not that day, not in my condition. My body was pulling the pin on this one and my brain was in complete agreement. I knew that even turning back the way we had come was going to draw on all my reserves, something confirmed when on the way down I didn’t recognise half the terrain we had climbed up only 20 minutes earlier!

Ultimately it took almost two weeks to feel that my body had really recovered from its dehydration and exhaustion and I am truly grateful to the guides who recognised the problem early and acted swiftly to prevent me from suffering worse. So often nowadays we are encouraged to push our own boundaries; people embark on increasingly wild and crazy adventures and we hear about their triumphs at length. Little is written, however, on when we are not so successful in pushing those boundaries; perhaps with the exception of dramatic failures resulting in serious injury or death; after all those sell just as well as success stories.

Based on my experience, I think there is much to discover when you push your boundaries and come up against a wall. I think the most important learning for me was that I didn’t feel like I had failed, or that I had been ill-prepared for what was awaiting me. What happened was simply me pushing my body and the body saying ‘sorry pet, but I’m not doing that for you this time’. It wasn’t saying it would never do it, just that it wouldn’t do it this time. No biggie, the Ball Pass will still be there in the future and life goes on.

Right now Inner Game is about to get on plane to Europe for some exploration in Italy and a family visit. Provided my internet set up works, I will be posting pictures and stories from the road, so stay tuned, but don’t expect anything as dramatic and challenging as the Ball Pass!

One thought on “On reaching my limits

  1. Hey, Great post.
    A good lesson, Its always better to turn around and be able to come back another day.
    Good on you for recognizing it and turning around. to many people keep going and cause themselves problems and cause problems for those who have to evac them.
    Got my respect.

    Mark

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