So it wasn't a fractured metatarsal, merely a bruised foot (which matches my bruised ego). I kind of hoped it was the former as it was more of an excuse to drag behind when the going got tough. Anyway, my foot is recovering well, well enough almost for another 10 miles this weekend (although I only actually did 9.5 miles, 10 sounded a better headline). As it's pouring down outside now, and is most likely to stay this way for the next 5/10/20/100 (delete where applicable) days, it looks like the long awaited Roseberry Topping walk will have to be put on hold a little longer. This weekend is looking like a jolly out to the Riverside Stadium and back, and seen as though the Boro are away, thankfully I won't be given a kit and asked to make up the numbers.
Plans are firming up a little in that (in my head) the Coast to Coast will be walked in the last week of May next year, which is a Bank Holiday week. In the literal sense though, one step at a time, and I have got to manage 10 miles without moaning first, and have a quicker 'recovery' time. Anyway, here's to week two!
*The foot shown in the picture is not my actual foot, merely a recreation of how it felt on Tuesday
Today was the first day of the rest of my life (or so they say). After a few weeks of musing, I have undertook to walk the Coast to Coast walk. It's 192 miles from St Bees to Robin Hood's Bay, with the usual timescale being about 12 days, only I have opted to plan it over 10 days.
In order to actually do this walk I appreciate that it takes a massive amount of self discipline and training and today is the day it happened. Originally planning a walk from Roseberry Topping to Captain Cooks Monument (about 6 miles) I noticed it was predicted rain, not the best conditions for the first day of the rest of my life, so I picked a leisurely stroll to Yarm and back. With Nat and Dad we set off. It was the first conscious day of training for my big C2C and I learnt a few things;
To be fair though Nat and Col were pushing on and walked like veterans, both of them looking forward to the next jolly out. All aboard the walking bus!!
Hopefully, in the next month or so, I will be able to offer THE perfect gift - a completely bespoke poem with a personalised cartoon, all delivered to you on a mounted canvas!
It will probably be available for £50, so all get in line and form the Christmas queue...
OK so just in from the quiz and have learnt the following:
Why did the police but a bra in the middle of the road?
Because it was a booby trap.
On that note...GOODNIGHT!