The good news is that I had 7 hours of sleep last night. The bad news is that I was awake and hungry for 4 hours from midnight to 0400. Once again, I woke up confused and wondering where the RV was or what time my flight was. That’s all standard stuff and has happened after every trans continental run I’ve ever done.
The brilliant news is that there were further donations over night as I slept. Thanks again to everyone who has donated. 3.8 million steps across 1843 miles and 74 days was all worthwhile as the charity total approaches £30,000.
In other news, I got weighed this morning on a body composition monitor. I’ve lost 20kg (44 pounds or 3 stones and 2 pounds) since leaving for the USA in April. There is a lot of work to do here to lose further weight and regain some of the lean weight that I’ve lost. I’m in a good place with it so far but have to be very careful not too put the weight back on.
My feet are showing some signs of recovery. The swelling has gone right down and the external damage is healing.
I’ll be attempting to take Órlaith for a walk today. I’m not too steady on my feet yet so the slightest incline is difficult. I’m not quite used to the stairs in the house either. Thankfully, all of that is temporary.
A funny one from yesterday - I was just having a tactical snooze (albeit for 3 hours) when I was woken up by a familiar sound. I thought I was back in Kansas for a moment. Opposite the bedroom window was the farmer going about his work. You couldn’t make it up!
