An Old Walking Stick Helps Me Move Faster, Reduce Soreness
My brother, 14 years my elder, tells me he remembers once losing track of 6-year-old me during one of our family trips to Washington, D.C. Specifically, it was at the Lincoln Memorial while it was fairly crowded. He tells me that when he found me moments later, I was in a corner by myself grasping the walking stick my parents had encouraged me to use, thinking it’d help me with balance and support during the long walks around the city.
But unusually, this time I was gripping the stick with two hands. And I had pulled off the rubber tip to expose a steel spike typically reserved for hiking through rough terrain. Apparently, to the shock and horror of my big brother, with the aforementioned steel spike, I allegedly was spending my time attempting to punch holes in the marble ground of a beloved national monument.
I conveniently don’t remember that specific moment of the trip particularly well, but as a whole, I have fond memories of the time spent with family in the nation’s capital, including what must have been my first experience using a walking stick.
A couple weeks ago, I found that old walking stick while rummaging through my closet. That trip would have happened shortly after I was diagnosed with Charcot-Marie-Tooth disease (CMT). And my family would have been fairly new to the world of understanding the disease and what it would mean for all of us.
At the time, I never felt the need to rely on the walking stick to balance while walking, as my parents might have feared would be necessary. But I also don’t recall being particularly self-conscious or opposed to the proposition of being a kid with such a visible mobility device — at least not at that point in my life.
It’s always better to have something and not need it, and it’s always better to grow accustomed to something when it’s optional before it becomes a necessity. Besides, the stick was still a welcome assist when I felt tired after walking for miles around the city, something my parents probably foresaw.
With these lessons and thoughts in mind, I recently began bringing the old stick with me during walks around my neighborhood. And I’ve kept up that practice for the past few weeks.
I don’t require it for balance. Although I still have a “CMT gait,” I find I can walk OK without it. But the stick certainly doesn’t hurt. I figure that if a walking stick adds to my enjoyment of my neighborhood walks, why not? Why should I not take advantage of the option?
Granted, the benefits may not be huge. For example, a walking stick is certainly no substitute for ankle-foot orthoses, a type of support I’ve gone without for years but am currently considering using again. But the walking stick does help me put less pressure on the parts of my feet that sustain a lot of abuse due to my odd gait.
The stick helps me walk a bit faster, which is something I enjoy. And strolling with the assistance of a walking stick helps me feel a bit less tired and sore from my walks while still giving me a feeling of satisfaction and accomplishment.
These days, if my neighbors happen to catch me on walks, chances are, they’ll see me with my trusty old walking stick. And I promise I’m not on the way to mar any beloved nation monuments — not that I ever did.
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