Made It To Gloucester
I’ve abandoned the Cotswold Way. It happened almost instantly today.
Firstly I couldn’t find the fucking thing. Then when I found the fucking thing I ended up almost going over on my ankle 3 times in a km. It’s the first time where I’ve thought ‘fuck this I’m going home’
That’s not how I do shit anymore.
I went back to road running. I picked the quiet roads and checked my compass to be sure I was headed north east. That’s what I love about this journey. The freedom to just head in a direction.
When I’m following bridlepaths I get this shit in the picture below a lot. 3 fucking ways to go and all pointing in almost the same direction. I hate constantly checking that I’m on the right path too. It kills my flow.
My main problem with these Ways is the puzzle sections they have every 0.5km. The English love inventing lock systems for gates. There is no standardised release mechanism and if you’re a retard like me you just end up hammering your fists into the fucking thing until it opens.
I wanted to run on the Way for peace but I ultimately had to confront a storm inside my head that comes from being terrible with mud, terrible with balance and terrible at seeing shit. I sat on a wall for about 10 minutes and thought about quitting but it wasn’t an option.
That’s when the rage kicked in. I was possessed by clarity.
Back to basics. Get closer to Scotland. Do what you have to do and be happy. Be wary of cars but don’t be fearful. Be respectful and be seen and not with your fingers waving at them.
From there I had a great day. I stopped at The Hog in Horsley and had a great chat with the landlord from Derry. It gets pretty lonely out here at times so it is good having some basic human interaction.
I made a boo boo with my hotel. I thought I’d booked a hotel to the north of Gloucester but it was actually to the south of the City. Had to run along another Way and trees kept snagging my fucking hat.
I made it and although today was challenging I picked myself up, rediscovered my purpose and made sure that it was a success. There was no backing down when I decided that today was not gonna be a failure. Come too far to fail.