Why does 49 seem like so much less than 50??
Today I walked 3 hours, as planned. And nearly died. That’s not true. I did very well but was very tuckered out by the end. I actually walked 2.75 hours, and then took the dogs out for their mile walk, and they were dragging me along for the first half. I’m really glad I decided to up my game. I plan to walk at least 1 3-hour walk per week, and my next walk will be with a full backpack. (Today I walked with my empty backpack, except for a water bottle.)
I’m so, so grateful that I walked twice this past weekend. I can see now how valuable physical preparation can be! And my wonderful friend read my blog and offered to go for a walk with me! She’s a yoga instructor, too, and offered to teach me some good foot stretches! The universe is very good to me! ❤
I need to make sure I get my last orders in by the end of this week or next week at the latest. There will be plenty of stores in Spain, but I don’t want to mess around with things like trying to find an adapter. I need my phone to work!
In the past few weeks I’ve started talking aloud to myself. I find it very therapeutic. It’s very amusing to me because that’s the supposed to be the definition of “crazy”, right? Well, I already knew I was crazy. I guess this just confirms it. . . I found myself talking to myself often during the walk today. It was nice. At one point I actually got tired of hearing myself talk and was quiet for a bit, but soon I picked it up again!
I’ve really come to see how I’m already walking “el Camino”. I started walking it the day I decided to go. That’s what we are all called to do: walk our own “Caminos”. There is a dream inside of each of us, and only we can decide for it because it is ours, and ours alone. Once we do decide for it . . . we are on our way! The journey has begun; the lessons and learnings commence.
Today I felt so grateful. So incredibly, incredibly grateful. Because things feel right again. I laugh at myself when I see how blind I was, even a few weeks ago! I’ve known since college how important travel is to me, ever since I took off and lived a semester in Mexico. But I shoved down my dream and decided it wasn’t important. Why? There are plenty of excuses I could use to explain it away. And often many of us do. But not anymore. Not me. What about you?
I’m back on track, and it’s an exhilarating (and sometimes scary!) ride. Here’s to the journey. Here’s to our lives!
Much love and many blessings. ❤