I walked 22k yesterday.
Wednesday, February 12, 2020
Yesterday, I went for a long walk with three other women, one Japanese, me, and two French women. The oldest is in her early eighties and she’s the strongest of all of us. Last time we walked about 10k, but I was struggling by 8. Two of us took the train home and the strong one walked the 10k back home for a total of 20k. I was surprised that I was a wreck by 8, because on an earlier walk, I’d only started to struggle at 10k. I knew I needed to rebuild muscle strength and I wondered if a few pounds of extra weight had something to do with my lack of fitness.
I’ve been doing some strength training since then, and I’ve stepped up my walking but I haven’t lost any of the extra pounds. The strongest walker, who prefers to do 20k, suggested that the rest of us do 10 and she would do the other 10 by herself. It sounded like a plan to us. At 10, one of us dropped out but the rest of us were game to try some more. At 12, I wasn’t tired at all, and the three of us decided to go for a few more kilometers. At around 16, I started to need more rests. Ms. Strong wanted to pick up the pace but I just couldn’t walk fast. The other friend (seventyish) is almost as strong as Ms. S. At 17 or 18, it seemed worth trying to go the whole distance and we did. Including walking before and after the hike, I did 22k yesterday.
I was so tired, I had troubled getting to sleep last night, but I’m not stiff at all today and I feel strong but very sleepy. I think the muscle training helped and the few pounds I put on didn’t hurt. Two of us decided it was great to find out we can do those 20k but once was enough. We’re not interested in making a habit of it.