Sunday June 12 although the heavy rain showed no signs of surrender my trekking boots needed time out! At long last, my urge to walk the Worcester and Birmingham Canal towpath was stronger and more determined than the showers equally on a mission. MP3 charged to maximum, I set out from Birmingham central walking city streets heading toward seclusion offered by the green corridors. Not completely kitted out in appropriate trekking gear, it wasn't long into my journey when my non-waterproof trouser clung rain soaked. Hair and footwear also drenched I actually felt very refreshed and energized. Drifting into a rhythm of movement and music beats I soon found myself on the towpath deserted by pedestrians and narrowboats. Utter bliss! a clear opportunity to pre-visualise my future trek and predict some of the challenges this particular adventure will provide.
I had programmed my pedometer to commence a new training routine. Lost in time, switching off from the usual daily routines my goal post seemed to arrive too soon. I stopped to capture a few moments on camera, to recall a few visual points that distracted me from my walking meditation. At the end of my target journey, pen and paper in hand ready to log the distance walked, I was gutted to read monitored distance walked "00000." MARVELLOUS! GREAT! aarggggh how frustrating!!! Amazing how I suddenly went from contentment to feeling peed off. Recognising this I couldn't help but quickly once again loose that feeling of frustration, replaced with amusement how when one small little, unimportant intention doesn't quiet go to plan one can forget the positive moments and of simply being.
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