These feets were made for walkin'

Oct 22, 2007 14:44

This weekend was my longest training weekend for my 3-Day walk: 18 miles and 15 miles.

On Saturday, I drove to Bedford and walked the Minuteman Path toward Cambridge. I like it because it's helpfully marked and because there are plenty of places to stop for bathrooms and supplies. 9 miles down put me just past Arlington Center near Spy Pond. I turned around and then stopped at the coffeeshop that used to be Carberry's. I was happy to see that they just seemed to have changed names, my favorite cinnamon pastry was there. The path was full of people because it was a gorgeous day and I passed all kinds of people exercising and enjoying the day. The weirdest sight: a woman I passed with 2 cats in a Kitty Jogger. One cat looked into it, one cat looked tortured.

I made it through the whole 18 miles, although the last 2 were absolute torture. I was starting to wonder how I might get someone to come rescue me. I was certain I was doing serious damage to myself somewhere. When I finally, blessedly, reached the car, I just put the seat back and lay there for about 30 minutes before I could do anything else.

On Sunday, I slept in some and wasn't certain I could actually make it out. But I finally forced my shoes on and got going. I took a big path around my town which I thought was 6 miles, the idea being that home would be a pit stop. When I made it home the first time, I discovered that the loop was actually 7.2 miles. I sat and rested a bit, and then I headed out in the opposite direction. I discovered that my path changes elevation by about 200ft, nearly 150 ft in about 1 mile. When I got back after the second loop, I decided to call it quits - I figured the hill climbing efforts made up for the .6 miles shy I was from my goal. Sights I saw included dogs behind invisible fences (very weird to encounter), a smallpox cemetery, and much road kill. I wasn't in as much agony as the previous day, but I didn't do much more than sit on my ass the rest of the day.

But I did fetch Mough, who is now living with me. He didn't appreciate the ride from Watertown (where ExScott lives) to Clinton, but he sure purred a lot while I sat on the couch and caught up with Earl (the imagination episode was a riot - I'm not sure whether I like Randy's story better or Crabman's song) and watched the Top Chef 3 reunion episode (I did _not_ need to see Hung's morning wood!).

I slept in today, but I'm only a little stiff. It doesn't hurt to sit, and transitioning between sitting and walking hurts a bit, but quickly dissipates. Today I booked my plane tickets and a hotel for my last night, after the walk ends. The hotel said they are having booking issues because of the wildfires. I was able to get a room through Expedia, but now I'm wondering if the Walk will be safe!
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