I walked 12km today. It was tough, and now I’m quite sore! The City-to-Bay was on and no I didn’t run it but as my friend was giving away a walking entry I decided to give it a go.
Did it in 2 hours too, which wasn’t bad I thought. Not sloth-like at all!
I hate running. A lot. And I never want to get “good” at it because it would mean putting myself through hell just to be able to do it, and why would I want to do something that makes me feel so much absolute shite!?
The boy and I just got back from a lazy walk around a park along the riverbank. It is sunny and warm and now we’re back home and I’m feeling mighty drowsy. Not hayfever or anything, just the lovely warm “equilibrium” weather soaking in after a long Winter. Good dose of Vitamin D too. Feel v. good and happy. Maybe this is part of why sloths are so slow, because they spend their days in the sun and the warm?
Went for a 5km walk yesterday, in the beautiful McLaren Vale. Felt like sleeping like this sloth in a vineyard somewhere afterwards. 