Walking, Walking, Walking

Last weekend Mary and I set out in Richmond for a 20 mile walk.

Mary & I all smiles at mile 13.5. Of course, the smiles were
because we just had a  yummy break at Sugar Shack. 

Let's let that sink in a moment.

20 miles.

It was cold (feels like temp of 25-35 degrees) and long, but we survived.

We were both sore, achey and pretty much miserable afterwards, but we survived.

The next day I was supposed to do five miles, but that wasn't really happening. I was feeling much more pain than sore and made it two miles, with quite a limp, before realizing that anything more wasn't a good idea.

Luckily by Tuesday I was feeling better and got my 4 mile walks in both Tuesday and Thursday.

Today I ended up joining a group walk, for the 10 miles my training schedule called for.

Yup, 10 miles. A nice, easy day.

Tomorrow is another 10 miles and then next week is the longest training walk on the schedule - 22 miles.

The Avon Walk is less than a month away now, and happily, I'm feeling prepared.