We’re going to walk 79 miles in three days.
Everyone tells me I’m mad. Johnny says I’m mad, our
neighbours say I’m mad, everyone I’ve told says I’m mad. Poppy definitely
thinks I am - but she must be a bit mad too as she’d agreed to come with me.
The thing is, I felt great after we came back from the last
walk – healthy and ready for anything. But this week it’s kind of gone away. I
have slight aches in my shoulders and lower back and everything seems a bit of
an effort. I wonder if it’s my body telling me I’m mad.
To make it worse I stayed up half the night watching the
election results come in. I have that hungry but slightly electric feeling that
comes from lack of sleep. We’re off to Filey in a couple of hours to meet the
library reading group, a night’s sleep, then walking. Will we make it?
We’ll find out tomorrow. 28 miles and there’s rain forecast.
They say what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.
We’re camping this time, carrying all the gear, so I’m not
taking the laptop. I’ll be blogging about how it’s gone next week. So watch
this space.
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