Those of you that know me will know I’ve had a dodgy knee, torn cartridge, which has settled down but for 6-9 months give me a lot of pain and made it virtually impossible for me to walk any distance. Now considering my only form of exercise is walking then that wasn’t good. So when I saw Maggies Cultural Crawl advertised – 10 miles – I though it would give me a good incentive to start walking again – ahhh the optimism.
So we started, I say we because my sister and husband both agreed to do it on the night too. From zero to 1 mile was okay, even 0 to 2 miles okay, 0 to 3 miles bit harder, 0 to 4 miles whew then 0 to 5 miles and I was knackered. No matter how much I tried the 5-mile walk became my nemesis, my knee would flare up and I couldn’t get past it.
So I didn’t share the challenge with a lot of people, couldn’t set up a just giving page because I wasn’t sure if I’d do it on the night and would have been embarrassed. Then a strange thing happened I woke up on the morning of the walk, 23 June, and the sun was shining. It was going to be a glorious night and I had a smile on my face. Now, if truth be told the smile was probably because I knew by tomorrow, all this would be over but maybe it was because if you’re going to walk 10 miles then a night like last night is a good night to do it. And how right I was.
I’m not saying it was easy and at one stage, when the route was within spitting distance of my home, it would have been easy to give up. But I turned the corner and powered my way, no lets be serious staggered my way, one sore foot in front of the other, away from my home and onto the finish.
So please give generously, not only for Maggies fantastic, supportive work for the many, but also for my cramped calves, shin splits and bruised toe.