26.2 miles through London in the middle of the night, and genuinely one of the most challenging things I’ve ever done. My entire body is rebelling….
Managed to get round, despite the pasta they gave us before setting off *really* disagreeing with me and meaning that I slowed down more and more as the hours wore on and I limped to the next set of loos.
I feel ouchy, proud, happy, and ouchy.
I feel lucky to have been a part of something special raising money for such a great cause.
I have learned that I have reserves of strength I’ve only peeked before. I learned that even when exhausted, sore and close to tears, I can always muster a cheery good morning. I learned that after several hours of walking alone, I talk to myself in a way that’s a little bit coach, a little bit shrink, and a little bit stand up comedian.
Photos of the event can be seen here on my multitalented friend Jason’s flickr. Big shout out to Jason for also bringing Buck Fizz and sausage sandwiches to the finish line.
Thank you to all of you who sponsored me, and also all those who sent messages, texts, tweets and fb messages – they spurred me on more than you know. Huge thank yous to my darling Matthew badger too, who not only came to meet me at the end, but who also looked after me all day yesterday as I prepared for the walk, stayed on alert all night while I was walking, and has spoilt me rotten today (fish & chips & champagne – definitely a new favourite!). Love you!
Huge congratulations to all the Moonwalkers, and to all at Walk the Walk!