Archive for July, 2012

Still Training…

We’re in Florida this week having a quick visit with our daughter, son-in-law, and two grandsons. Coach/Walker is continuing our training program and I’m hoping training in the heat and humidity is at least character building. Yesterday morning we walked five miles and this evening six, two miles of which were on the beach. I got small blisters on my toe, but we’ll be off again first thing in the morning for another six miles or more. This is the first time we’ve done 5+ miles three or more days in a row. I neglected to pack my Keen Ambler shoes which I plan to take on the Camino, so I’ve been walking in my Keen Newport which I also plan to take as a back up pair of shoes. Blisters be damned!


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Well we’re one month out from our flight to Madrid to begin our adventure and I want to make a hotel reservation for a hotel in Pamplona and an albergue in Saint Jean Pied du Port. We arrive in Madrid at 8 am and can take the Renfe train from Atocha station to Pamplona. We’ll spend our first night in Spain in Pamplona and want to get a good night rest, so we’re willing to pay a little more to stay in a nice hotel. I was able to find a hotel with overwhelmingly positive reviews for 80 Euros. In SJPP we want to stay in an albergue right in the center of town so we’ve made a reservation at an albergue that offers dinner, breakfast and a box lunch for 19 Euros each.
I don’t think I will make train and bus reservations. Hopefully they don’t sell out! I’ll post again after we’ve made it to SJPP tol let you know how everything worked out.

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With less than a month to departure time and plans to start The Camino on August 24, my coach (Walker) decided we needed to bump my training up a notch. Today we hiked 11 miles on the Appalachian Trail. We wore our packs and went with a friend who hikes like a mountain goat (of course Walker would, too if he wasn’t gallant enough to walk behind me). Several times on uphill stretches I gave Walker the okay to pass me. At one point he turned around and said “Come on Pokey”. That’s what I call our 12 year old dog when she lags on our daily walks. I guess I deserved it, though, I’ve got some improving to do before Day One in the Pyrenees.


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