Now that I'm off the trail and still unemployed I find myself with an influx of spare time to write. So here's a post that's a bit delayed but I think still relevant. I, like most of my friends, posted about #MeToo. In my post, I focused on how being sexually assaulted changed me, the … Continue reading #MeToo
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Day 46: The End.
As those of you with dodgy minds know, the most frustrating part of having a dodgy mind is how unreliable they can be. And so my darlings, a week and a half late, I present to you (finally): The Post From The Finish Line. Hitting the North Coast of Northern Ireland was a "Love at … Continue reading Day 46: The End.
A Sunday Spent in Bed.
Guilt is my go-to feeling on days like today. Guilt for disappointing others Guilt for being weak enough to let my dodgy mind stop me from completing simple tasks (washing my massive mane of hair for example). Guilt for feeling sad when others have it much worst. Guilt for allowing the inner demons to take … Continue reading A Sunday Spent in Bed.
The Final Stretch
I'll admit it, I've stopped counting kilometres and days. I feel as though I've disappointed you dear readers, but the truth is, I just needed to shut off for a little bit. You see, I had some demons I needed to confront and well, it's hard to take a good look into your soul when … Continue reading The Final Stretch
9 Things You Absolutely Need To Remember on World Mental Health Day.
1. You are not alone. Ignore the voice in your head desperately trying to convince you so. 2. It will get better. I know you do not believe me in this moment, but I swear to you, Girl Guides Honour, it will get better. Maybe not immediately, maybe not even in the very near future, … Continue reading 9 Things You Absolutely Need To Remember on World Mental Health Day.
Day 22: 17.5km Along The Glorious Shannon River
There's something about being beside the water that soothes my soul. One hour into walking along the Shannon River and my heart was beating a steady rhythm - thu-thump-thu-thump. I was alone on the trail, far from the roads and just so perfectly content. The morning started with a tad of anxiety. I woke up … Continue reading Day 22: 17.5km Along The Glorious Shannon River
Day 21: 15km And an Almost Squashed Hiker.
Today was a dull day walking (the most exciting part was when I fell, twice, massive-head-of-hair-first, into blackberry bushes) where after nearly being squashed by a car I decided to skip the walk down the busy road and catch a ride into town. So instead of talking walking, let's talk Mental Health. You see, this … Continue reading Day 21: 15km And an Almost Squashed Hiker.
Days 11+12: 23km, A Rat Bastard Named Seamus, and The Return of the Inner Voices.
I woke up this morning to the feeling of my heart frantically trying to beat its way out of my chest. (thumpthumpthumpthumpthump) Threw the blanket off and let the cool morning air ease the physical aches setting into my bones. Wiped the cold sweat from my forehead with a trembling right hand and tried with … Continue reading Days 11+12: 23km, A Rat Bastard Named Seamus, and The Return of the Inner Voices.
Days 9+10 – 32km And Someone To Talk To (!!!).
I apologise for being so absent - as it goes with trails, I found myself in an area with only the slightest bit of cell reception (and that's if I hold my arm at a 90 degree angle on the right side of my bed whilst jumping up and down on one foot and patting … Continue reading Days 9+10 – 32km And Someone To Talk To (!!!).
Days 7+8: An Endless Amount of Steps, OR, I forgot my Step Tracker Again.
Yesterday was nothing exciting sadly. I spent the day in Killarney, hunting for new hiking boots. I was successful and even has some time left over to enjoy my first pint of Guinness in an actual Irish pub! The day was full of anxiety and there was a lump in my throats from the moment … Continue reading Days 7+8: An Endless Amount of Steps, OR, I forgot my Step Tracker Again.
INTO THE WILD(ISH) 