I’m pleased to say that I’m officially back in a walking routine.
My body (and my spirit) was so broken after completing Milford Track at the end of November that not only did I vow never ever ever to climb another mountain, but that I’d never ever ever sign up for anything that stupidly beyond me again.
The evening we arrived back in Queenstown after doing the Track, my ankles blew up into cankles. Huge cankles. Not only were my muscles still as stiff as a board, but I was hobbling like someone a lot older than I am would.
My hands and fingers had reacted badly to sandfly bites and they too had blown up. It took a couple of weeks before I could eat normally without feeling ill, and I had 4 toenails that were hanging on by a thread and were strapped up to stop them ripping off before they were ready. Yes, I know, eeeeuw.
All of this meant that my feet did not go anywhere near my trainers for at least a month.
Then January and February hit, and brought with them house sales, house purchases, farewell parties, too much food, way too much alcohol, extreme weather, and complete chaos.
It’s fair to say that the walking routine I’d had in place leading up to Milford had completely gone missing – as had my mojo. The unfortunate result of all of it piled together has meant that I’m currently tipping the scales just under my highest ever weight (which was, incidentally, recorded just before we went to Vietnam).
Fast forward to now, and I’m pleased to report that not only have I found my walking mojo, but I’m back in a good weekday routine.
I’m doing 5km along the beach path most mornings, with the occasional afternoon stroll as well. Having my day off to an active start is helping me think better – and even sleep a little better. Last week, for the first time this year, I registered a (small) loss on the scales (-0.9), finally hit my targeted steps (68,000 for the week against a target of 60,000) and walked 30kms (my target was 25kms).
To help us stay motivated, a friend and I have decided to embark on a training challenge.
We originally looked at the 35km Coast trek that’s happening up here on the Sunshine Coast in July, but that one has way too much soft sand for me. Lots of soft sand. And my dodgy joints and dodgy back don’t like soft sand.
Then we looked at the Brisbane Bloody Great Walk (also 35kms) – but that’s on the same weekend as the Romance Writer’s Conference – and I have a prior (ahem) speaking engagement there.
So, the chosen challenge is….drum roll… the Bridge to Brisbane. It’s 10kms – so absolutely doable – and the cut-off to complete the course is 3 hours – again absolutely doable. There’s the added advantage of walking across the Storey Bridge.
The challenge is set. Has anyone else signed up for this one? Watch this space for our training progress. I’m bringing back Excess Baggage especially for the purpose.
I’m loving my walking again, but what are you loving about life right now?
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