For the last few weeks I’ve had a pretty painful case of shin splints. I’ve rested but just not enough and it’s still a problem.
I’m my own worst enemy. I make a bad patient and just can’t seem to sit still. I went up to Scotland for a few days recently and wasn’t allowed to do anything. All those mountains we passed and not one was climbed. I didn’t get very far from the van at all.
It’s starting to feel better but, because it hasn’t cleared enough, it means I’ve had to postpone my third and final training walk.
The Wainwrights Coast to Coast is 180 miles across the Lake District, Yorkshire Dales and North York Moors National Park and would have been my final opportunity to do some more kit tests, nav practice and walk some big hills.
Those who know me well, know how determined and committed I can be when I put my mind to something. Normally I would just be bull headed and walk it. But with LEJOG following it a few weeks later I can’t take that risk.
I’ve invested so much time in setting all of the walks up but I have to put my smart head on and rest up. The LEJOG walk means so much to me that I have to take into account the risk of further aggravating things.
I’m gutted, heartbroken and disappointed more than I care to share. But I’ve made the right call and that route isn’t going anywhere. In fact I’ve already had ideas to customise it, make it longer and take in more mountains which will count towards my ML. Every cloud…..
So I’m now back up north in Hexham where I intend on doing nothing at all for the rest of the week.
Maybe I’ll go for a few swims but the plan is to read, plot out what I need to do for my ML and sketch out some adventure ideas. With nothing to do and time to kill it makes sense. Always scheming, always plotting, always learning and always dreaming. The way life should be.