Here’s how I went: I walked a total of 101.88km (62.2 miles), for a total time of 15.25 hours. Sadly, whilst I was in Perth visiting the BF’s family, I did only two walks, one long walk alone from the hotel to the longest jetty in the southern hemisphere in Busselton (1hr 11 minutes and a distance of 7.8km – both are records), and a shorter walk around the neighbourhood with the BF which I didn’t track and include in that total. I projected my total number of hours and kilometers after the first week or so, and hoped to walk 103.5 km over 19 hours. It seems holidayitis attacked me. I should really have gotten up and walked, seeing as I woke at 5am more often than not. I’m not sure if it was the 3hr time difference or me getting used to early waking, but I didn’t know how I might fill the hours after the walk until ‘normal’ people awaken whilst away. Excuses, I know :p
On the up side, I loved walking in the early morning. I loved the crisp air, and the city before it’s truly bustling. I love being alone to think and wake up. Some days, gosh darn did I curse that alarm! But over time, I came to realise I much preferred to walk in the morning than delay it to later in the day. I will certainly aim to keep this routine up to some extent even if not every day, or increasingly further distances. I should probably look to intersperse some jogging in there too, to work up to this half marathon running goal.