In the summer I completed a 50km walk for a dementia charity - my fitness had plummeted and I was truly unsure I could do it. Not only did I do it, but listening to Orbital's 'Belfast' as I rounded the final kilometre, the sun beating down and only me and the bees in the field - it was joyous. I felt so close to my beloved Granda, who ha…
In the summer I completed a 50km walk for a dementia charity - my fitness had plummeted and I was truly unsure I could do it. Not only did I do it, but listening to Orbital's 'Belfast' as I rounded the final kilometre, the sun beating down and only me and the bees in the field - it was joyous. I felt so close to my beloved Granda, who had died the year before from Alzheimer's, I cried happy and proud tears and fell back in love with the power of walking in nature. Pure joy and fun, to me.
In the summer I completed a 50km walk for a dementia charity - my fitness had plummeted and I was truly unsure I could do it. Not only did I do it, but listening to Orbital's 'Belfast' as I rounded the final kilometre, the sun beating down and only me and the bees in the field - it was joyous. I felt so close to my beloved Granda, who had died the year before from Alzheimer's, I cried happy and proud tears and fell back in love with the power of walking in nature. Pure joy and fun, to me.