"Somebody
Talk Me Out of It." I was thinking about walking the nearly 500 mile Camino de Santiago trail in Spain for spiritual and health reasons. I promised to make a decision around Christmas about the reality of undertaking this 30-40 day/15 to 20 miles per day trek. I set about embarking on some common sense training and conditioning to see what level of endurance I had. This is how it went.Ron was supportive and biked with me on several of my longer training expeditions My son, Craig, treated my aches with acupuncture. He toyed with the idea of meeting me somewhere along the way to walk and provide acupuncture treatments as needed if I decided to pursue this goal. My friend, Susan, walked and talked with me on numerous occasions which provided a great diversion from just focusing on the walk. As she walked with me, she weighed the possibility of hiking the Camino with me.
My training routine was consistent and progressive. I went from my normal average 2-3 miles of walking, 3-4 times per week to 5-6 miles every day. However, I jumped it up by a mile or so per day, 7 miles, 8 miles, 9 miles, 10 miles. I even had a spreadsheet to document my daily goals vs actuals. Each day my legs and hips ached and I was really tired. I applied ice and took Epsom Salt baths. Craig also gave me acupuncture a couple of times per week. After a month or so, because walking every day was so time consuming, I decided to back off. I focused on making my average mileage increases by the week rather than by day. That turned out to be a good plan. It took the pressure off of me when I needed to do other things. Life happens, you know.
Throughout my training, I was amazed to see how my body snapped back overnight and how ready I was to go again the next day. My energy level seemed to elevate instead of diminish. I gradually increased and, in mid-November, I was able to complete my goal of doing a 16-mile hike on the St. Marks Hiking and Biking Trail. YAHOO! I made it in about five hours (including stretching and pee breaks). I called my sisters, Cindy and Anita, on my cell while I walked. Ron met me at the end with a huge smile and bear hug. We celebrated at the Riverside Café, a waterfront restaurant at the end of the trail, with lunch---a beer and steamed/raw oysters. It was a great feeling of accomplishment. To be honest, although I am relatively healthy "for my age," I really never thought I had it in me. I guess the old cliché about you never know until you try is true, which for me meant pushing myself beyond my comfort zone. I have been a walker for most of my life but never to this extent. The amazing thing to me is walking five miles is easy now (as long as I stretch before and after that is).
What I did not expect to happen during the many weeks of walking through the woods, on trails, and sometimes at the gym, was to evolve from focusing on the exercise and the end goal of doing the Camino to increased awareness of the present moment, especially on the outside walks. Because of other commitments, the timing of my walking schedule had to be flexible. This was good. I began to pay attention to little things like how the air touching my face and, even the woodsy sounds of nature, were different, depending on the time of day or season I love the lush dark green summer woods but, as the seasons changed to fall and into winter, I began to see things that had been hidden before, like the late afternoon sun enhancing the color of the leaves and dancing on Overstreet Lake. I guess I had a lot of time to ponder and maybe even space out a bit. Gradually, I acknowledged I did not have to do the Camino to be inspired or achieve my fitness goals.
As I began to absorb this small revelation, my attention turned to Ron and
how much I loved traveling and seeing new things with him. The Camino trek was just not his idea of a vacation. I decided I would rather spend the time and money I would have used to go to Spain on something we could do together. Although he was supportive of my earlier goal, I think he feels the same way. Consequently, we are planning a trip to Eastern Canada in the summer and a "follow the leaves" trip to the northeastern U.S. in the fall.So I went full circle from my July blog, I talked myself out of it. No one had to do it for me. Don't get me wrong, I love walking more than ever. I actually get a bit cantankerous when weather or commitments keep me from doing it. As a matter of fact, my new goal is to log in 1200 miles in 2015. Unless, of course, someone talks me out of it.
