Today in a week’s time I will be standing at the steps of the Titanic Centre ready to embark on my journey back home to Wexford.
Right now I am scared of failing, and am thinking how much more I have to do before I can set off.
It is my intention to take you on this journey with me, but as with all things, there are only so many hours in the day, and until the walking is the only thing I have to do, then my posts will be brief. That should relieve those that know if a blog was a spoken word I would never stop talking!
Yesterday I successfully finished my longest training walk yet – 23km – and am in remarkably good shape today, bar maybe highlighting that my feet must not be forgotten.