It is amazing the amount of reasons you can come up with for not doing something which you would probably enjoy if you just did it. Despite loving to walk I can procrastinate just like anyone else. I planned to walk Hadrian’s Wall for at least 2 years before I just did it. One day I decided that this year was to be that year. I had the annual leave booked and I hadn’t really planned where I was going so there was no excuse. From that moment I got on my computer, set up my little spreadsheet to plan the trip and that was it. I never wavered from my determination to do it from that point.
I can’t explain why we procrastinate but you have to flick that switch on in your mind. One of the mostly likely times to procrastinate is through the winter months. It is very hard to feel like going for a walk when it’s dark and damp outside. I have already decided, planned and booked accommodation to walk two national trails next year. The Great Glen Way in Spring and the Cleveland Way in Summer. In order to be fit enough to do both trails I need to retain and improve on my fitness through the winter months. To be honest I am worried that my ability to procrastinate will take over and I will find myself in Spring having not walked further than around the shops. I desperately need that switch well and truly on in my mind to keep me motivated.
The ironic thing is that when I’m determined to do something I am so conscientious that when a real and valid reason for not walking comes up it sends me into an almost panic. It is very true that like most sports the more you hike the more you want to and we trained a lot for the three peaks. On the weekends we had off I thought about nothing else but training. I just couldn’t relax. There has to be an even balance between the two and as yet I have not conquered that one.
On a few occasions I have continued to do planned walks despite weather conditions. I have some of my best memories from some of those walks.
One winter morning a couple of years ago I woke up to a beautiful sunny morning after a few days of snow. Despite my apprehension to drive out on the snowy icy country roads I packed by rucksack with hats, gloves, extra fleece and a flask of hot coffee and set off. The sun went in almost as soon as I set off but I kept going. I only went up to Shining Tor which is not too far from home. It was really great walking in the snow. I knew the path was safe and I knew the walk well so I didn’t worry about that. Walking in the snow takes more effort and a wonderful way to get fit! Although that walk is only about 4 miles by the time I got back to the car I felt like I had walked doubled that but I felt really good.
I have been known to push things a little close for comfort and a sorry to my son for putting him in the next two scenarios.
One weekend my son and I thought we would walk up Shining Tor via another, steeper and therefore more challenging route. When we set off all was great. I could see that the clouds were on the hill top but fully expected the clouds to lift before we got up there. As we walked up the hill we started coming into the snow line. There wasn’t any snow at home so I hadn’t been aware that there was lying snow on the ground up here. Still snow on the ground is fine, we were still safe on this path. Then the clouds came down more and the visibility became very difficult. This was a new route for me and I had a map but that was useless in zero visibility. I do always carry a compass and I was beginning to feel that I was going to need to use it when suddenly I could hear voices. We started walking in the direction of the voices and came up to the more familiar path. Up here in the clouds there were loads of walkers. I couldn’t believe it.
We had a similar scenario with low lying clouds twice walking up Scafell Pike. My son is yet to see the top!
On another occasion my son and I set off up to Kinder from Edale. It was freezing cold on this particular day and as we got further uphill our planned route became hazardous. The footpath had eroded and we would need to climb over the rocks. You have to be sensible, it was icy and I was not going to risk that with my son so we turned around. We passed a few lads that were making a brew up there which was really appealing! When we returned to Edale we stopped in the visitors centre. They took one look at the both of us and suggested hot drinks.
These walks were very definitely memorable and I actually quite enjoyed them….not sure about my son! You learn something on every walk you do so I just need to always carry a GPS to find my way in low cloud, carry a little stove to make hot drinks plus stick to familiar routes.
I can’t say whether I will succeed in my endeavour to keep walking over the winter but I hope so. I really do enjoy walking. Now where is that switch in my mind?
Oh and the picture was taken on August Bank Holiday!