Exhausted

We walked 17.3 miles to Logroño in 6 hours and 15 minutes, and my watch has the nerve this afternoon to tell me I need to move.

We left at 5:15 am, and the music from the festival was still playing. We’d heard several people throughout the night loudly talking under our window; fortunately the place I’d originally booked strongly recommended moving to their other property, which was not right beside festival central. I’m glad we took them up on it!

We used our phone flashlights for the first 40 minutes or so. Around four miles in there was an open cafe, so we stopped for breakfast.

Although it was hot again, the terrain was varied and we had several stretches of shade and good breezes most of the day. We also had a lot of road walking, and a lot of cyclists were whizzing by all day regardless of road or path. Some giving more notice than others.

Today was harder physically. One calf was incredibly tight, and the other hip was achy, but because they were on opposite sides at least it was balanced out.

We hung out in the square in Viana, about 11 miles in. There was a fountain with really cold water running. We watched one pilgrim stick his whole head under, but we just stuck to wetting our buffs.

Just on the outskirts of Logroño, when we were resting on a shady bench before the final push to our hotel, Carson called. Perfect timing to give me a boost!

We are staying in a hotel tonight, and we each have our own room. We’ve done great sharing all manner of accommodations the past nine days, but for our rest day we really want our downtime the way we want it. Missy’s pack was waiting right by reception when we got here.

After showers and naps we met up for a drink then wandered to the square in search of dinner. It was okay; we both agreed that we need the nutrition, but eating seems like so much effort. We are still completely exhausted from the day.

Tomorrow we plan to do laundry and find a sports store. Beyond that, who knows.Read more