DAY 2 - THE KINTYRE WAY

Last night I did not think today would be possible for me.
I woke up a few times through the night with the pain in my hips, so I had all but written it off.
However when I woke up I felt much better, could walk ok although still very aware of my hips I thought let me try.
The Clachan to Taynloan stretch is all along the road so easy to bail or get help if I needed it.

Total pain in the ass and I know if we had only done one section yesterday I would have been fine, it was too far for my long unexercised bod.

So we set off and for the first 2.5 hours it was ok. I could feel my achilles, backs of my knees and my hips the first 15 mins but soon warmed up and felt it was doable.
After 3 hours it was full on pain again. We stopped at Point Sands and sat for some food and water and I looked at the Ferry terminal and it seemed miles away.
We even talked about Annie going to get the car and me packing it in. I took some more painkillers and ate deciding to wait and see if it made any difference.

The walk till then had been on big to medium sized stones which we were glad to get off, dont think that helped.
From there on it was nice wet fine sand which was much easier to walk on.

My bro had phoned to laugh again and suggested the cowboy walk.
I was already doing that.
This ridiculous gait eases the pain, and looks quite amusing.

Pain is a funny thing. I was grading it low, medium, agony.
Its a fine line between them all. One minute its ok, you can chat and ignore it, then it goes away a bit, then it gets worse, then you have to stop.

Been doing a lot of releasing too. What doesn't kill you makes you appreciate other things, like lying in bed watching Outlander!

Someone had written something rude in the wet sand near the beach. I assumed it was my bro, but apparently not?
Weebli was the first word which made me think the message was for me. I wont repeat the rest but there was also a drawing of a mans willy on it too.
Must have been really close to us being there, written in wet sand very close to the tide, and 2 sets of footsteps all the way along the shore, we could easily have missed it, maybe it was not for us.
It was the weebli that made me think it was and this is the site I use, although it was spelt wrong, weird.
Tomorrow is a 15 miler across the peninsula from Taynloan to Carradale.
It will be awesome but not with this pain. I am asking for a miracle or some good ole Angel to take it away.
Will see how I feel in the morning, then make my decision.
Have to listen to the body sometimes.