
At 76, I love walking and hiking. But an ice storm forced me to face my body's limitations
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This First Person column is the experience of Isobel Cunningham, who lives in Montreal. For more information about CBC's First Person stories, please see the FAQ.
When I opened the door of my small condo building to head to the gym, I saw tree branches coated with ice and the sidewalk stretched out like an endless narrow skating track.
At 76, I still enjoy walking, hiking and taking on different physical challenges, so the unpredictability of a Montreal winter wasn't going to stop me from hitting my daily goal of 10,000 steps.
I pulled on a pair of boots with built-in crampons, armed myself with one of my trusty hiking poles and plunged into the thick crust covering the snow. It reminded me of icing on a cake.
I managed to get halfway to the boulevard where I had hoped to hop a bus when suddenly, my boot didn't punch through the crust.
Instead, I slithered on the icy surface for a terrifying moment, then recovered and assessed the situation. Was it possible my daily routine had turned into a dangerous endeavor?
In that moment, I realized I was afraid to walk to the corner.
I, a senior who not so long ago hiked the almost 800 kilometres of the Camino de Santiago in Spain — sleeping in communal dormitories and starting off in the pitch dark of early mornings to get a jump on the long days of solo walking ahead — was scared of walking to the end of my street.
Prudence won over my normally stubborn character that day and I turned back home.
But as I put the key into my door lock, unexpected tears welled up in my eyes.
A feeling of physical fragility swept over me. It was strange, unfamiliar and something I wasn't yet prepared to face.
The next few days presented challenges — both material and mental.
Confined to my home with a depleting supply of milk and bread, my mind started jumping from one sad idea to the next.
Simply walking down the street at my age was a risk that could land me with a broken bone or worse. What if I could never go out in the winter again without asking for help?













