I’m preparing for sweaty darkness…
At the end of this month, Kev and I are walking up Mount Snowdon in the dark.
We’ll be joining a group who are setting off at 10pm and walking through the night to see sunrise at the summit.
We’re being lead by a group of ex-special forces guys - it’s quite funny, really, we’re being sent photos of the men who are taking us, and we’re told we must address them as “Staff” because we won’t know their names (fair enough) but their faces have been obscured in the photos we’ve been sent, so I’m not sure how we’re supposed to recognise them other than to remember if they have short or long fingers, big or little ears, inny or outy tummy buttons…
Anyhoo, I’m sure we’ll work it out.
We’ve been given a kit list and some advice on training which includes things like running and squats (it’s not going to be a gentle stroll - they’ll be pushing the pace), but they said the very best way to train to walk up a mountain with a 10 kg backpack is to walk up several big hills with a 10 kg backpack. Not complicated!
I feel as if I’ve done plenty of physical training for this in recent months, not least because it’s something I write in my journal every day as a goal. The mere fact of reminding myself it’s happening, and that the days are counting down towards it, makes me look for opportunities to walk. (Eddie’s loving it of course!)
I love a challenge, and it’s the beautiful simplicity of journalling that I love: you set some goals, remind yourself of them daily, and somehow - as if by bloody magic - they seem to happen far more often than if you don’t write them down at all.
It’s the reason we recommend all our clients do some form of journalling, whether it’s using our journal or their own, whether it’s once a day, twice a day, or just a couple of times a week, writing goals down and reminding yourself of them regularly is a tried and tested method of getting shit done.