I am unfit. Daughter is unfit. How do we know this?
Yesterday daughter asked if I wanted to go for a drive down to Harvey and walk around the gardens at Stirling Cottage, I ummed and ahhed but said yes so off we went. We walked a bit but soon left, went into town and bought food and drinks then drove up to Harvey Dam. It's not called that but still. The kids played on the playground, we had some food, we decided to walk around across the bridge and up to the wall. All uphill path. We puffed and panted and told the 11 year old that we wouldn't have time to climb the steps to the top of the wall. But really, we didn't think we'd survive it! We told her that if she was quick then she could so off she ran and up she went.
After more puffing I was nearly there.
Then closer again.
Would I climb the steps too. Could I?
And then of course we had to go down again, and back along the path back to the car.
We have decided we will do this again soon but after we get a bit fitter.
So now I need to start walking more or the next time we do this I will be hurting again.
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