Battling with a donkey

He who rests, rusts!
Well that was definitely the case with my body today!
It felt like trying to get a donkey to move.
One moment I was pushing myself from behind while my body dug all extremities into the ground to stay put, then I was pulling my body shouting at it to stop buggering around and get moving, and then I was trying to motivate it by agreeing to stop at the next café for an ice cream. The Problem is that after the Café it doesn't want to move again. If my body had the choice, it would stay a few more days in Santarem drinking wine and eating pre-dinner Snacks.
I must have taken 20 rests today!
Such is life when Body and mind want different things.
But I was a rewarded by a wonderful nature and a great campsite tonight!
❤Les mer