AND THEN THERE WERE TWO...
Tomorrow I don tartan and walking boots, and head off on a bit of a trek round North Edinburgh. Kiltwalk day has finally arrived. I am as well prepared for it as I'm going to be, and ready to punish my body in the name of Advocard. Not without a couple of surprises though.
I had, foolishly, assumed the route would be the same as the one in 2019. Only in the past week did I realise that we'll be starting, as well as finishing, at BT Murrayfield, and won't be going to Musselburgh at all. The upside of this news being that the distance is only thirteen and a bit miles now - easy, eh?
The second surprise arrived this morning. For the first time I was due to be walking as part of a team, with a couple of the guys from the office also doing the distance. Only to hear that one of them has managed to fall down the stairs and one ankle is considerably bigger than the other. So now I'm walking with the youngster (well, thirty something...) so I might end up walking on my own again. I don't want to hold him back.
But there's always the wee hot meal to look forward to...
News of the outcome to follow tomorrow.
Meanwhile... if you're tempted to sponsor me to help raise funds for Advocard... Here's the link. Every penny is welcome folks.
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