I was admittedly very grumpy when we stopped for lunch. I was tired of being in pain every single step I took. When people asked me how I was doing I was honest and said, "I'm hurting." But it was my pain and I knew that I just needed to deal with it so suggestions of various solutions were not that helpful to me and the suggestion that I might need to call the driver to pick me up really angered me. I was not quitting! Later that night in our sharing time, I was able to say to the group that if they ask me how I was doing I would tell them the truth but what I didn't want from them was a cacophony of solutions. Just be empathic and let me be. They all received that and I was grateful.
|Kim, our fearless and faithful leader, smiling brightly as our walk ended for the day. Me? Well, that's more of a grimace than a smile!|
3 days to go. It felt long and arduous. The next day was about the same length as this day was. Then a shorter walk. Then the longest of all heading in Chartres. I was trying to get my head around how I was going to find the strength to do 7 miles more than today was on Saturday. I realized that I couldn't think about that. I needed to focus on taking one day at a time and really just one step at a time. Saturday would come. For now, on Wednesday night, I just needed to rest. And so I did.