My feet are still not talking to me after completing Trek 26 and raising money for
Alzheimer’s Society. I had set myself a target of raising £300 and walking 13 miles!!!
Yes, I hear you say, 13 miles walking!!! A friend of mine when I shared that I had completed
31,500 steps and taken nearly seven hours to complete the route…suggested that I get an
Uber next time!!! (My feet would agree with him).
Of course, there was the other compelling factor to consider and that it was taking place on
the hottest day of the year so far here in the UK. It couldn’t have been the week before
when at the start of May we had wet weather, no, the sun was beating down upon me. I felt
like a lonely cacti in the dessert, with no shade to hide from, (my succulent stems, pads and
branches were now wilting in the heat) and with each new mile, came another ray of
sunshine melting me.
I now have massive sympathy for cactus, will never look at them the same, and will take the
time to talk to them and ask are they okay!
It also amazes me that people came from all over the country to attend this event,
(Leicester, Wakefield, St Albans, and Manchester), saying they had always wanted to visit
Stonehenge!!! There are a few good Bed and Breakfasts that are available in the
surrounding area that don’t require you to walk 13 miles before staying there.
The wonderful people that I met on route as they passed me by, always asking was I okay,
and hearing the stories of how this dreadful disease Alzheimer, had impacted their family
lives and they were walking to raise money to help find a cure…… The best of what makes
Great Britain great and the millions of unsung heroes raising money for so many different
great causes.
The scenery was amazing and with each new step……. remembering my amazing Mother,
who had been so affected by Alzheimer, and praying that one day we will find a cure for this
disease.
It was also wonderful doing this challenge with my amazing sister and her husband and
daughter…. although after one mile of walking together they were off, leaving the dust in
my face as they stormed ahead……having said that, they were at the finish line, cheering me
over the finish line. Aiding me, (or as my niece said, “she was now my carer”), now my sister
and niece were guiding me to lying down in the grass, with my medal of completion hanging
proudly around my neck.
Maybe you need aiding not on walking 13 miles, but circumnavigating your life,
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