Sunday, 26 September 2021

Hinckley-C to the Sea ... and back again.

This is the longest walk I've done in eight months. I am suffering from it a few hours later: Paraesthesia (pins and needles) down the whole of my left leg, stiff as board generally, peripheral neuropathy, lower abdomen, outer thigh, and calf (I will need to stay warm tonight, or I will risk hideous cramps). 

In terms of just work muscle ache ... not yet.

I am glad I took the walk, enjoyed some headspace and challenged myself. The last eight months have been a pig. The last two weeks shambling round fields and increasing my swimming from 400mtrs to a kilometre seems to have made some difference. However, it could just be coincidental, after all, eight months with a severe strain of the lumbar spine is excessive.

I hope I haven't been a twat taking a risk. However, no risk, no rewards. Monday will be here soon enough, and I'll know if I have overegged it.

Hinckley-C to Sea the movie

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