This weekend was supposed to be a 16 mile walk, but I only did 9. I really want to do the 20 miler next weekend so I didn’t want to risk doing a lot of damage to my feet and then struggling next week.
I was at my mum’s for the weekend and the plans around who was coming for a walk with me ranged from 4 people to 0 so many times I gave up trying to keep track. As it was I ended up going on my own, which, when you think you are going with someone else, is a bit of a mental blow but hey ho. I needed to work on my speed, and being on my own was probably the best way to do it.
I walked through a few of my old haunts, and a few places I’d forgotten even existed. It was a really hot day so my feet were playing up from 3 miles in. I wore a toe separator this time between my little toe and the next one in. I thought that £2 for a little bit of silicone was a rip off when I bought it, but I have changed my mind and would have paid a tenner now. I didn’t have one mark on my little toe at the end of the walk (well apart from marks from previous blisters but they don’t count). It did make my toe ache a little, with it being squashed into the side of my trainer, but aching is way better than excruciatingly sore and full of infection. I got a blister in the arch of my right foot as well, but it’s one of those thin ones which I have since burst and drained and it’s getting better already. I’m getting better at this aren’t I – what a skill!!
I’m also having to trial different lacing styles as well. My trainers have support liners in them for my ankles, but this means that my foot is higher in the shoe. So when I lace the trainers up it’s making my right foot ache along the guiders. In the end I took the laces out and just tied the top two holes in the way they showed me and left the bottom half empty. That seemed to work.
I have to say that physically, the 9 miles was fine, I practiced my power walking and got a real bat on at points. Arms pumping, bottom wiggling and everything. But mentally, this was of the hardest walks I have done. After having all the trouble with my feet, that little devil on my shoulder telling me not to walk too far, and being told at the last minute I was going on my own, I spent the whole walk wishing I was somewhere else, trying desperately to pretend my feet weren’t sore and needing someone to talk to. AND I’d forgotten my pedometer when I packed for the weekend, and knowing you are doing about 9 miles is so de-motivating compared to knowing you are doing 8.94 miles EXACTLY. Oh well.
Anyway, 3 miles from the end, having re-laced my trainers 3 times and changed my blister plasters 4 times, having made my finger bleed on something sharp at some point, and having getting thoroughly cheesed off with the whole thing... I took my ipod off the Scott Mills podcast and put it on shuffle. Then a Justin Timberlake song came on. I bought his album off Amazon when it was on offer at £3 – best £3 I’ve spent (apart from the £2 on the toe separator obv). JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE MAKES ME WALK FASTER. The things you learn eh? Now I’m going to have to find some similar songs and make a playlist to help me on the night.
So, provided I get a decent playlist, and maybe grow a spare left foot to replace the right foot I’m having all the problems with, I’ll have no problems. I did 9 miles in 2.5 hours, which when you consider I spent 15 minutes sitting on the floor re-lacing trainers, re-applying blister plasters or in a queue buying more water, is bang on for a 15 minute mile. Result.
Wednesday 29 April 2009
Friday 24 April 2009
Thursday 22nd April
I decided it was time to get walking again, but realised I had to start small. It took me 10 minutes just to dress my feet for a 4.75 mile walk LOL. But it was worth it cause I have no blisters!! Well no new ones anyway.
I went around Battersea Power Station again with one of the people I work with. I’m getting a bit familiar with that route, but I figured on such a lovely day it was going to be packed in other parts of London, mainly with tourists who tend to stand still and move in random directions.
I went back to my proper New Balance trainers for this. I figured if all trainers were going to give me blisters, I may as well get blisters from the ones that were supporting my ankles. I think I might have cracked my problem with the blisters, my feet are just too warm. My feet get very hot very quickly, always have done. And even when they feel like blocks of ice, they are often clammy to the touch. So I’ve bought some Ice Cooling Spray from Daktarin and sprayed it all over my feet. It seems to have worked for 5 miles, not sure how well it will work for 26 – I’ll obviously have to stop and reapply, but taking off my socks and seeing the state of my feet is a real mental barrier which I want to avoid wherever possible. I’m going to do a longer walk at the weekend and try talcum powder as well. I think the powder and spray combined, and airing my feet directly before and after a walk (slightly more difficult whilst working in an open plan office but hey) then I might make some progress. And getting a bigger bumbag to carry everything!!
It took me 1 hour 10 minutes to do 4.75 miles. Not bad for saying I haven’t walked for 12 days. I hope to keep the same sort of pace at the weekend when I plan to do double today’s distance.
Things I learnt – nothing! The walk was a complete success – woo hoo!!
I went around Battersea Power Station again with one of the people I work with. I’m getting a bit familiar with that route, but I figured on such a lovely day it was going to be packed in other parts of London, mainly with tourists who tend to stand still and move in random directions.
I went back to my proper New Balance trainers for this. I figured if all trainers were going to give me blisters, I may as well get blisters from the ones that were supporting my ankles. I think I might have cracked my problem with the blisters, my feet are just too warm. My feet get very hot very quickly, always have done. And even when they feel like blocks of ice, they are often clammy to the touch. So I’ve bought some Ice Cooling Spray from Daktarin and sprayed it all over my feet. It seems to have worked for 5 miles, not sure how well it will work for 26 – I’ll obviously have to stop and reapply, but taking off my socks and seeing the state of my feet is a real mental barrier which I want to avoid wherever possible. I’m going to do a longer walk at the weekend and try talcum powder as well. I think the powder and spray combined, and airing my feet directly before and after a walk (slightly more difficult whilst working in an open plan office but hey) then I might make some progress. And getting a bigger bumbag to carry everything!!
It took me 1 hour 10 minutes to do 4.75 miles. Not bad for saying I haven’t walked for 12 days. I hope to keep the same sort of pace at the weekend when I plan to do double today’s distance.
Things I learnt – nothing! The walk was a complete success – woo hoo!!
Tuesday 21 April 2009
Just an update
I haven’t posted a walk on here yet, because I haven’t been walking L
After my 17 mile walk over Easter, I developed yet another nasty blister which was half hanging off on my right foot little toe. I’ve been trying to walk barefoot wherever possible to toughen my feet up, and unfortunately, there was such little skin left on my toe that dirt must have got in around my toenail (which is clinging on for dear life) and I got an infection. The clue was when my little toe got twice as big as it should have been and went red. So off I limped to a walk(hobble)in clinic near work to get it looked at. It’s a bit hit and miss as to whether you get a decent doctor or not. I didn’t. His grasp of English was poor and he didn’t understand what I was trying to say about being in training for an event. When I asked for some general advice, he spoke to me like the blister on my toe was the only one I had, so at that point I took the prescription for antibiotics and left. I also decided not to walk at all for a week. A good friend of mine pointed out that it didn’t matter how many miles I could walk, how quickly, or how fit I was, if I couldn’t bear to put my feet down, I wasn’t going to get far past the start line. Consider myself told. I haven’t walked the whole time I have been on antibiotics, last day today. I’m also going to substitute the long walk this weekend for a number of 6-8 mile walks. The problem has been that I have created a blister early on, then walked on that blister until it is so bad, it can’t recover before the next walk. So I’m going to concentrate on speed and technique for the next couple of weeks, and just try every trick known to man on how to prevent blisters and/or heal them afterwards. It’s getting so bad, I’ve had a voucher for plasters on my Boots advantage card LOL
Anyway, on to more cheery stuff. I’ve had my bra/t-shirt/cap pack through. I think I ticked large for the t-shirt, because I’m a 14/16 and I like big t-shirts, but when they said large, they meant large. If I take some tent poles, I can probably have a sleep under it at the end. And the bra doesn’t fit, it’s not the style I usually use. I tend to go for full cup or balcony style, but this is a cleavage enhancing style, and I really don’t need more cleavage. I ran on the spot for approximately 35 seconds before I fell out of it. Won’t be using that one! However, I do have an old white cotton bra which I don’t wear because it is slightly on the small side. It is more supportive though, so I think I will use that instead.
I’ve also got what I need to decorate my bra. I’m going for ‘shiny disco balls’ and I’m going to provide the disco balls for all the strictly dancers. I’m hopefully getting together with a few other moonwalkers to do a group decorating session, which should be really good fun. And I’m also getting together with the other moonwalkers to do the 20 mile walk over the bank holiday weekend. I think that is one long walk I have to do if I have any hope of getting over the finish line on the night.
I have really been enjoying all the training I’ve been doing for the Moonwalk, and I’m gutted that I’m having so many foot problems. I was thinking about doing the Edinburgh one next year as it is somewhere I have never been, and I spend every working day in London. But after the last couple of weeks, and pleading from my husband, I have decided that it’s just not worth the grief. I might just volunteer to help out next year instead. A shame for me, but good for them I guess. I need to work on the positive thinking as well, think I used it all up doing the last three miles at Easter LOL
After my 17 mile walk over Easter, I developed yet another nasty blister which was half hanging off on my right foot little toe. I’ve been trying to walk barefoot wherever possible to toughen my feet up, and unfortunately, there was such little skin left on my toe that dirt must have got in around my toenail (which is clinging on for dear life) and I got an infection. The clue was when my little toe got twice as big as it should have been and went red. So off I limped to a walk(hobble)in clinic near work to get it looked at. It’s a bit hit and miss as to whether you get a decent doctor or not. I didn’t. His grasp of English was poor and he didn’t understand what I was trying to say about being in training for an event. When I asked for some general advice, he spoke to me like the blister on my toe was the only one I had, so at that point I took the prescription for antibiotics and left. I also decided not to walk at all for a week. A good friend of mine pointed out that it didn’t matter how many miles I could walk, how quickly, or how fit I was, if I couldn’t bear to put my feet down, I wasn’t going to get far past the start line. Consider myself told. I haven’t walked the whole time I have been on antibiotics, last day today. I’m also going to substitute the long walk this weekend for a number of 6-8 mile walks. The problem has been that I have created a blister early on, then walked on that blister until it is so bad, it can’t recover before the next walk. So I’m going to concentrate on speed and technique for the next couple of weeks, and just try every trick known to man on how to prevent blisters and/or heal them afterwards. It’s getting so bad, I’ve had a voucher for plasters on my Boots advantage card LOL
Anyway, on to more cheery stuff. I’ve had my bra/t-shirt/cap pack through. I think I ticked large for the t-shirt, because I’m a 14/16 and I like big t-shirts, but when they said large, they meant large. If I take some tent poles, I can probably have a sleep under it at the end. And the bra doesn’t fit, it’s not the style I usually use. I tend to go for full cup or balcony style, but this is a cleavage enhancing style, and I really don’t need more cleavage. I ran on the spot for approximately 35 seconds before I fell out of it. Won’t be using that one! However, I do have an old white cotton bra which I don’t wear because it is slightly on the small side. It is more supportive though, so I think I will use that instead.
I’ve also got what I need to decorate my bra. I’m going for ‘shiny disco balls’ and I’m going to provide the disco balls for all the strictly dancers. I’m hopefully getting together with a few other moonwalkers to do a group decorating session, which should be really good fun. And I’m also getting together with the other moonwalkers to do the 20 mile walk over the bank holiday weekend. I think that is one long walk I have to do if I have any hope of getting over the finish line on the night.
I have really been enjoying all the training I’ve been doing for the Moonwalk, and I’m gutted that I’m having so many foot problems. I was thinking about doing the Edinburgh one next year as it is somewhere I have never been, and I spend every working day in London. But after the last couple of weeks, and pleading from my husband, I have decided that it’s just not worth the grief. I might just volunteer to help out next year instead. A shame for me, but good for them I guess. I need to work on the positive thinking as well, think I used it all up doing the last three miles at Easter LOL
Monday 13 April 2009
Saturday 11th March
Easter Saturday with a 15 ish mile walk planned and 2 days off afterwards to recover.
In preparation for this long walk I had wrapped micropore around both little toes to make them too fat to stand on, and therefore to stick out to the side where they should be. I also had my new trainers on with the wide fitting at the front to give my toes room to stretch. I then put blister plasters round the sides of the balls of my feet, and a normal plaster around the heel of each foot as I knew the new trainers would rub. Then I put on my two pairs of 1000 miles socks, popped some nurofen and figured that might cover all bases.
If only!
I walked with Diane again, but around Ashford this time. I set off from my house and walked just under 2 miles to Diane's, where she was waiting for me. We then headed out towards Tesco and walked away from the store down in to the country lanes. We headed through Kingsnorth, and past Ashford Town football club, I never knew where it was but my neighbours are getting married there in September so I'm glad I found it. Then we turned right and walked a couple of miles across to Shadoxhurst. We stopped at the pub for bottles of water and the toilet and then we did a 6 mile loop on the far side of Shadoxhurst. The sun was out but it wasn't too hot. Perfect walking weather in fact. We passed a lot of big farmhouses and got barked at by so many dogs I lost count. Also, about halfway round we were walking along some pretty remote lanes when a little biplane flew towards us, and directly above our head proceeded to do a loop the loop, it was pretty amazing to watch so we had to stand still for a minute else trip over.
We headed back towards Shadoxhurst and were going to pop back in to the pub for more water. The underside of my right foot was really sore and I knew I had a blister but I didn't want to look because, as I've explained before, if I see it, it hurts more. However, just before we got to the pub I felt a ripping sensation across my toe. I was slightly alarmed and hoped it was nothing more serious than the micrpore tape coming half off but I knew I would have to take my socks off to sort it out :-( Then we found out the pub was closed. Aaarrgh! I sat at the edge of the road and sorted my feet out, I'm not sure what I did to my little toe, apart from take another layer of skin off, but it felt like it was on fire. I really didn't want to give up either as I was only three miles from home. I got back up and limped like a mad thing for about 10 minutes until my natural painkillers kicked in. I'd run out of water by now and couldn't swallow the spare nurofen. After another mile the intense burning had lessened and it was just a thumping ache. I toyed with giving up as I didn't want to do so much damage to my foot that it wouldn't recover. But I'd planned the route and Diane didn't know how to get home. I decided to walk another mile to the point where I could leave Diane and get a lift. But when we got to that point, I asked myself if I could live with giving up 1 mile from the end of what turned out to be a 17 mile walk. And it was sheer bloody mindedness that got me up that final hill and back through my front door. Then Diane carried on and did her final two miles back to her house.
But the end result was 17.03 miles door to door, walked in just under 5 hours. We stopped a couple of times and the last couple of miles were done quite slowly but I think that was a good time. I did 30918 steps. Blimey!
Fitness wise, I didn't really ache that much. My left leg ached a bit but that was from taking the strain of my limping for the last three miles. It's just my feet I'm worried about. They are a mess. I missed all the short walks in the week last week to allow my feet to recover, but they didn't and they are getting worse. I think I'm going to have to skip a long walk and just hope my fitness maintains itself, because I managed to limp three miles this time, I certainly wouldn't have been able to limp another 14!!
In preparation for this long walk I had wrapped micropore around both little toes to make them too fat to stand on, and therefore to stick out to the side where they should be. I also had my new trainers on with the wide fitting at the front to give my toes room to stretch. I then put blister plasters round the sides of the balls of my feet, and a normal plaster around the heel of each foot as I knew the new trainers would rub. Then I put on my two pairs of 1000 miles socks, popped some nurofen and figured that might cover all bases.
If only!
I walked with Diane again, but around Ashford this time. I set off from my house and walked just under 2 miles to Diane's, where she was waiting for me. We then headed out towards Tesco and walked away from the store down in to the country lanes. We headed through Kingsnorth, and past Ashford Town football club, I never knew where it was but my neighbours are getting married there in September so I'm glad I found it. Then we turned right and walked a couple of miles across to Shadoxhurst. We stopped at the pub for bottles of water and the toilet and then we did a 6 mile loop on the far side of Shadoxhurst. The sun was out but it wasn't too hot. Perfect walking weather in fact. We passed a lot of big farmhouses and got barked at by so many dogs I lost count. Also, about halfway round we were walking along some pretty remote lanes when a little biplane flew towards us, and directly above our head proceeded to do a loop the loop, it was pretty amazing to watch so we had to stand still for a minute else trip over.
We headed back towards Shadoxhurst and were going to pop back in to the pub for more water. The underside of my right foot was really sore and I knew I had a blister but I didn't want to look because, as I've explained before, if I see it, it hurts more. However, just before we got to the pub I felt a ripping sensation across my toe. I was slightly alarmed and hoped it was nothing more serious than the micrpore tape coming half off but I knew I would have to take my socks off to sort it out :-( Then we found out the pub was closed. Aaarrgh! I sat at the edge of the road and sorted my feet out, I'm not sure what I did to my little toe, apart from take another layer of skin off, but it felt like it was on fire. I really didn't want to give up either as I was only three miles from home. I got back up and limped like a mad thing for about 10 minutes until my natural painkillers kicked in. I'd run out of water by now and couldn't swallow the spare nurofen. After another mile the intense burning had lessened and it was just a thumping ache. I toyed with giving up as I didn't want to do so much damage to my foot that it wouldn't recover. But I'd planned the route and Diane didn't know how to get home. I decided to walk another mile to the point where I could leave Diane and get a lift. But when we got to that point, I asked myself if I could live with giving up 1 mile from the end of what turned out to be a 17 mile walk. And it was sheer bloody mindedness that got me up that final hill and back through my front door. Then Diane carried on and did her final two miles back to her house.
But the end result was 17.03 miles door to door, walked in just under 5 hours. We stopped a couple of times and the last couple of miles were done quite slowly but I think that was a good time. I did 30918 steps. Blimey!
Fitness wise, I didn't really ache that much. My left leg ached a bit but that was from taking the strain of my limping for the last three miles. It's just my feet I'm worried about. They are a mess. I missed all the short walks in the week last week to allow my feet to recover, but they didn't and they are getting worse. I think I'm going to have to skip a long walk and just hope my fitness maintains itself, because I managed to limp three miles this time, I certainly wouldn't have been able to limp another 14!!
Monday 6 April 2009
Sunday 5th April
12 mile walk – tick
All of a sudden a big clock has started ticking in my head, I know exactly how long it is until the Moonwalk at any given date, my life revolves around that date, and all the training walks in-between. Every walk I do now is one nearer to the big one. It’s 5 weeks and 5 days to go you know. That’s less than 6 weeks and everything.
Anyway, the 12 miler. I’d missed Friday’s walk as my little toes are really painful, I’d put plasters round each one before I set off. I went with fellow moonwalker Diane down to Hythe. I’d had a bit of hectic morning which included a broken computer which needed a complete re-installation, and a chip in my car windscreen which had started to spread. A call to my insurance company assured me that the car was safe to drive until they come to fix it on Thursday. All of which meant I didn’t have any lunch, but luckily I’d had a big breakfast, and I took a cereal bar and a couple of banana’s with me to munch on the way round.
We started on the sea front and walked along the promenade, we stopped for drinks and toilets about 5 mins in so we got off to a slow start. At the end of the promenade, we headed up the residential streets towards the canal, then headed along the south side of the canal for a couple of miles, before crossing over to the north side and walking another couple. Unfortunately on the north side, there was no flat path and it was hard work dodging tree roots and muddy patches. We did walk along the bottom of Port Lympne Animal Park though, wasn’t really expecting to see emus, antelopes and buffalo when I set off along the canal in the morning!! After about 4 miles altogether alongside the canal we turned left and walked for about 3 miles through the flat fields on the outskirts of Hythe. It was a beautiful day and we could see for miles. And it doesn’t seem like such a long way when you have someone to talk to. As we headed back on the main road in to Hythe, I had to stop and readjust my shoes and socks as the ball of my right foot was killing me. I wish I hadn’t looked as there was a big blister there filled with blood. I readjusted and set back off but it was really sore. After about another mile, my foot suddenly stopped hurting. I knew the blister had burst but I didn’t dare look. If I don’t know what it looks like I THINK it hurts, if I see it I KNOW it hurts. We headed back towards the canal and walked on the north side as we headed past the golf course. We only had half a mile left when we crossed the canal, headed back on to the seafront and back to the car. It took us 3.5 hours, which means if I can keep that pace up, I can do the 26 miles in less than 8 hours, which would be a personal result for me. We walked past the car to a cafe 5 mins down to have a cuppa, and by the time we headed back to the car my body’s natural painkillers had worn off, and I had to swallow a couple of nurofen. I drove back home and got in the bath, which made my burst blister sting like mad. And let’s just not talk about my little toe, it doesn’t even look like a toe anymore!
So, things I learnt today, obviously comfy trainers, 2 pairs of 1000mile socks, and plasters round your little toes are not enough to stop blisters. I give up on that one, I’m just going to have to pop painkillers all the way round I think. I’m also going to carry some safety pins, because I know you aren’t supposed to pop blisters, but the relief when it popped was immense because the pressure went away. I also tested out my bumbag, which was fab, worth every penny and I know it’s not going to get in my way on the night. And it’s a lot easier to walk when you haven’t been drinking alcohol the night before!!
So apart from the after effects I’m suffering today, it was a successful walk. I might have to skip the next short one to let my feet recover, but I’ve got 15 miles planned for Saturday.
All of a sudden a big clock has started ticking in my head, I know exactly how long it is until the Moonwalk at any given date, my life revolves around that date, and all the training walks in-between. Every walk I do now is one nearer to the big one. It’s 5 weeks and 5 days to go you know. That’s less than 6 weeks and everything.
Anyway, the 12 miler. I’d missed Friday’s walk as my little toes are really painful, I’d put plasters round each one before I set off. I went with fellow moonwalker Diane down to Hythe. I’d had a bit of hectic morning which included a broken computer which needed a complete re-installation, and a chip in my car windscreen which had started to spread. A call to my insurance company assured me that the car was safe to drive until they come to fix it on Thursday. All of which meant I didn’t have any lunch, but luckily I’d had a big breakfast, and I took a cereal bar and a couple of banana’s with me to munch on the way round.
We started on the sea front and walked along the promenade, we stopped for drinks and toilets about 5 mins in so we got off to a slow start. At the end of the promenade, we headed up the residential streets towards the canal, then headed along the south side of the canal for a couple of miles, before crossing over to the north side and walking another couple. Unfortunately on the north side, there was no flat path and it was hard work dodging tree roots and muddy patches. We did walk along the bottom of Port Lympne Animal Park though, wasn’t really expecting to see emus, antelopes and buffalo when I set off along the canal in the morning!! After about 4 miles altogether alongside the canal we turned left and walked for about 3 miles through the flat fields on the outskirts of Hythe. It was a beautiful day and we could see for miles. And it doesn’t seem like such a long way when you have someone to talk to. As we headed back on the main road in to Hythe, I had to stop and readjust my shoes and socks as the ball of my right foot was killing me. I wish I hadn’t looked as there was a big blister there filled with blood. I readjusted and set back off but it was really sore. After about another mile, my foot suddenly stopped hurting. I knew the blister had burst but I didn’t dare look. If I don’t know what it looks like I THINK it hurts, if I see it I KNOW it hurts. We headed back towards the canal and walked on the north side as we headed past the golf course. We only had half a mile left when we crossed the canal, headed back on to the seafront and back to the car. It took us 3.5 hours, which means if I can keep that pace up, I can do the 26 miles in less than 8 hours, which would be a personal result for me. We walked past the car to a cafe 5 mins down to have a cuppa, and by the time we headed back to the car my body’s natural painkillers had worn off, and I had to swallow a couple of nurofen. I drove back home and got in the bath, which made my burst blister sting like mad. And let’s just not talk about my little toe, it doesn’t even look like a toe anymore!
So, things I learnt today, obviously comfy trainers, 2 pairs of 1000mile socks, and plasters round your little toes are not enough to stop blisters. I give up on that one, I’m just going to have to pop painkillers all the way round I think. I’m also going to carry some safety pins, because I know you aren’t supposed to pop blisters, but the relief when it popped was immense because the pressure went away. I also tested out my bumbag, which was fab, worth every penny and I know it’s not going to get in my way on the night. And it’s a lot easier to walk when you haven’t been drinking alcohol the night before!!
So apart from the after effects I’m suffering today, it was a successful walk. I might have to skip the next short one to let my feet recover, but I’ve got 15 miles planned for Saturday.
Wednesday 1 April 2009
Wednesday 1st April
Just a quick post today as I only managed a quick walk. I had planned to do a 5 mile walk up to London Bridge and back, but when I realised what date it was and that that would be a little too close to the protesting for my liking, I decided to do the 5 miles on a treadmill. However, it’s been a beautiful day and it seemed criminal to go to the basement that my gym is based in. So I decided on a middle ground of a couple of miles around the river between the two bridges near my office. So I did one lap and it was only just over 1 mile, so I did another lap and by the time I got back to the office I had done 2.49 miles in 40 minutes. I would have gone again but I’d had a busy morning so was late setting out, and I had a meeting I had to get back for. Still better than nothing.
I decided to give my proper walking trainers a last chance, but I’m not getting on with them. £70 down the drain but at least the blisters aren’t so bad anymore. Apart from the ones on my little toes, every step I took felt like they were on fire. I think I might have to wrap them in plasters on Friday and Sunday and hope they heal between walks. Don’t think I learnt any lessons today, other than, if you are going to walk fast, and you know this when you get dressed in a morning, wear a suitable frikkin bra!
I decided to give my proper walking trainers a last chance, but I’m not getting on with them. £70 down the drain but at least the blisters aren’t so bad anymore. Apart from the ones on my little toes, every step I took felt like they were on fire. I think I might have to wrap them in plasters on Friday and Sunday and hope they heal between walks. Don’t think I learnt any lessons today, other than, if you are going to walk fast, and you know this when you get dressed in a morning, wear a suitable frikkin bra!
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