all sore

 Yesterdays walk, at all of thirty seven kilometres long placed a load on the body that was almost more than it could deal with. And so it is today, the morning was spent making excuses for the afternoons inactivity. Now it is evening, and all there is to show for it is a visit to the café, the charming Italian waitress sorrows for the passing of the summer, and says that guests will need to be vaccinated or have documentation proving that they are recovered, or at least that they have been tested negative against the covid pandemic. She explains that this is better than last year where they had to close shop, and that was tough.

Why do people always explain their problems? Listen, and agree.

As such, there is little else to be done.

Resolve to walk again tomorrow.

But not all of thirty seven kilometres, not anywhere near that distance. The legs are sore, and so is the back.