I so want to be out of the 14s forever and wonder if I already am because I'm so close when weighing with my clothes and shoes on. So when I saw a set of half-price scales on Friday I bought them. I got them home, unpacked them and stood there staring at them wondering whether or not to step on and start up this obsession again. Honestly it was like an alcoholic having a battle of wills with a bottle of whiskey?! Anyway rather hilariously I couldn't get the darn things to work as they are faulty so they went back and I didn't get a replacement set. Phew!
Today has been a mammoth day for exercise. I cycled to bootcamp (in the rain) this morning, had a reasonable session including hitting my goal of using the 20kg kettlebell for single arm swings. I went to my fave cafe afterwards but couldn't finish a smoked salmon bagel so had to leave it. Very odd, but fortunate as the big hill out of Bakewell is hard enough without having a full tummy.
As I came back through my home village I thought I was seeing things as I approached someone from behind who looked very much like my ex-husband. As I got closer I realised it was definitely him. That's the second bank-holiday weekend in a row that he's spent camping and walking in my village with his friends from work. Not really sure what to make of that. I really hope it's not him that's choosing the location. I dont know what I would do if I was out with Matt and bumped into him. I'd probably not be able to handle it and just run off like a child!
Anyway I digress, after I got home I did an hour of gardening planting up a mixed bed of veg and flowers. Then got a lift to Ashbourne to meet a friend from work. The idea was that I would walk as far as I could back and get a bus if I got too tired or ring Matt for a lift.
I set off home at 5pm along the Tissington Trail which is a disused railway that has been converted into a hard pack traffic-free trail. This is the sign at the beginning. I live 3 miles from Parsley Hay so it would have been a monster 16.5 miles in total.
I enjoyed the first hour and a half plodding along with my ipod on. After that it got a lot quieter and my hips started to stiffen up on both sides. I've never had that problem before so perhaps it was something from bootcamp or gardening but by 2hours in I was in agony. The only way to lessen the pain was to jog instead of walk. At that point I started to feel a bit vulnerable as no one knew where I was (I hadnt told Matt when I set off or given him any updates on where I'd got to). There aren't many paths off the trail so you are stuck on it for long stretches with no escape route and little mobile signal.
I didn't see anyone for an hour of walk/jogging and then thought I would get the last bus home so sped up to make it to the next path off the trail. I found the bus stop in time (quite an achievement as I am rubbish at map reading!). Unfortunately the bus never came so it must have come early or been cancelled. That's the problem with rural bus services I guess you can't count on them. I was freezing by then so donned my woolly hat and carried on jogging wondering what to do. I really didn't want to ring Matt and ask for help because I knew he'd take the piss out of me for missing the bus and for not figuring out that I couldn't make it home before dark. But after reaching the 12 mile point the pain in my hips was just too much and I rang for a lift.
I had a rubbish night of sleep from the aches and pains and am seriously struggling to get out of bed this morning so today is definitely a rest day. On the plus side I now like jogging a lot more than walking and got over 30,000 steps on my pedometer yesterday so that should help my team average. I must learn to look after myself a bit more and not take silly risks.
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