I DID IT!! W5R3 in the bloomin’ bag!! Almost didn’t happen - I was so scared I wouldn’t be able to do it, kept thinking of reasons to put it off, but just had to put on my big girl pants and go for it. But then - DISASTER! Half way through the warm up walk, I had some earphone adjustment to do, and the little rubber doodah pinged off! See the tears in my eyes! Up and down I walked, trying to find it - of course it’s black, and blended in nicely with the road surface.
I finally decided that the fates were trying to tell me something, and I should give up for the day, but after a quick but heartfelt word with St Anthony, I decided to have one more look - and there it was.
So off I go again, down the hill, up another, along a flat bit, up a windy ramp, along the tram station platform, up a hill, down a hill, repeat, repeat, until that gorgeous woman Sarah Millican said I had five minutes left. I suddenly found some more energy, and sped up so I could finish on the beach.
It was bloody hard at times, but nowhere near as hard as I thought it was going to be. The ‘give it up and try again another day’ gremlin did make a couple of appearances, but I flicked him off my shoulder and listened to the other voice, the one telling me I could do it.
So utterly chuffed, please excuse the rambling post, and here’s my post W5R3 selfie on the beach! xx