Throw up a flag, they’ll come running

Don’t underestimate the power of reaching out for help when shit gets real. This afternoon, after getting myself worked up about something I’m not gonna go into, I (embarrassingly) went into anxiety meltdown in Yarmouth town centre. Fear of nothing specific, sweaty palms, heart beating in double time; all the really fun stuff. Rather than […]

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“We will walk together forever”

Because of the significance of every moment leading up to what happened to me this afternoon, it’s important that I include everything… Yesterday I arrived in Edinburgh, 6 days after entering Scotland via the Berwickshire/John Muir coast path. It’s the best and furthest I’ve walked on consecutive days since my challenge started up again, and […]

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First Munro bagged

There are 282 Munro’s in total in Scotland, and yesterday I set out to conquer my first, Ben Lomond, before breakfast. I’ve been gagging to give my new trail shoes a run out so I set my alarm early to beat the rain. I headed off at about 8am; the air was thick and cool […]

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