NOT WALKING NO MORE?
No begging this year. Not from me. No long walk, no charity fund raising, no point to the kilt. This year I will not be doing Kiltwalk.
I did register. I did start doing practice walks from early May, gradually extending the distance. I did , once, manage to do over ten miles. And then I stopped. And feel better for doing so. Well, physically at least. The back pain got too much for me and common sense finally overrode pride to call a halt.
But the back has been better since. Maybe that's partly down to cutting out the hours of plodding. But it could also mean that the regular pilates and sports massages are proving beneficial. And that I might continue to improve. Later this year I should be getting the "have you tried turning it off and turning it on again?" treatment on the heart again, but this time with the assistance of a drug that doesn't like me to have grapefruit. So maybe my breathing will be better too...
Hope is a hard habit to shake sometimes. So maybe it's too early to consign the kilt to the grave. Next year I might be begging again.
