Loving my boots, but perhaps walking an hour to, and an hour from work on the same day was a mistake today. Talk about breaking them in - my feet that is.
I went to see Damo at the gym and gave him the personal responsibility for getting me up the mountain with a specially designed fitness programme. No, regime is the right term. Ouch. Seriously hard work, particularly tugh on the legs and bum, but boy, am I going to have buns of steel by February. At least it's only twice a week, along with the walking and other stuff I will need to do.
Marching Marching Marching... Chloe