Fresh news for a healthier lifestyle
Flying down to Cardiff on Friday evening, I did feel a bit of trepidation. My sister would have completed over 800 miles and I was to join her for what I thought was a mere 60 miles. What if I couldn’t do it? My painful back and a blister were in my thoughts.
My school friend Su was there to meet me with Rebecca. Rebecca was smaller than I remember – camping meals of baked beans and 55 days walking – she was definitely smaller! Continue reading >
I am now on my way to meet my sister who is way past the 800 mile mark of the 1050 mile journey. I have had months to prepare and great support from experienced hill walkers and fitness expert Earle Logan. I only needed to be fit enough to walk four days of 15 to 18 miles so why am I so lacking in confidence that I can do this! Too many cream teas and glasses of Prosecco me thinks. In my defence it is hard not to stray when friends visit from far away places. My American friend Kim loves a good old fashioned Scottish high tea and Carole from Qatar loves the novelty of a bottle of bubbly. Continue reading >
On the 3rd of April, with only four weeks to my 60 mile walk, I walked a small part of the West Highland Way. This was one of my late husband’s most favourite walks, so a nostalgic journey for me. I At Glasgow airport I met up with Su, my friend of 43 years, who had travelled up from Cardiff. I don’t know why I always choose to walk with super fit people but Su is super fit – running most mornings, with a personal trainer in tow twice a week who thinks nothing of jogging up a Welsh Peak on a weekend. Continue reading >
Continuing my quest to get fit, I persuaded an experienced hill walker to help me. Not too many uphills, I pleaded. So on a very wet day we set off for Knockhill in Largs. We navigated incredibly muddy paths and the gentle spiral footpath to the top. In Victorian days, horse-drawn carriages took the ‘well to do’ to the top with their picnic hampers. I managed the uphill fine as it was not too steep or too far – 4 miles in total. So, with that one under my belt, and delighted that the sun had shone the whole time, we took a ferry ride to Cumbrae (a small island just off the West coast). Arriving in the main town (the only town), Millport, we walked along the sea front and back before dinner. It was only two miles but it made me feel that I had earned my food. Remembering Earle’s advice from before that it was ok to eat chips after a walk, I reckoned it would be fine to add a bit of fish to that! I wasn’t sure if a small red wine would do any harm, but I risked it anyway. Ok… two small red wines. Continue reading >
Here’s the story of the first of my walks on my ‘get fit’ mission, followed by some sound advice from training manager, Earle. Continue reading >