My Activity Tracking
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My target 26 mi
Walking with Purpose 17K
Today, I embarked on an unforgettable 17K march, all for a cause close to my heart, veterans' mental health. The weather couldn't have been better for such a long walk; the sun was shining brightly, casting a warm glow over the streets as I set off from King’s Cross Canal. The path was scenic, with the canal stretching out before me, and the calm atmosphere set the tone for what was to be a reflective journey.
As I made my way towards Camden, I couldn’t resist a pit stop at the food market to fuel up. There’s something about the energy at those markets that makes them a perfect spot for a quick bite. I grabbed a delicious snack and soaked in the lively vibe before continuing my trek.
The next leg of the march led me past the iconic Primrose Hill. If you’ve ever been there, you know it's a peaceful escape right in the heart of the city. As I walked through the park, I was greeted by the familiar sound of the Primrose Parrots, those vibrant blue/yellow and the other being red/blue/yellow birds that always seem to brighten up the place on sunny days. They were perched on the sholder of there pirate owner, adding a dash of color to an already beautiful scene.
With the sun still beaming, I carried on towards Hampstead Heath. The climb to the top was a bit of a challenge, but it was well worth it. From the summit, I was rewarded with an incredible view of the London skyline, stunning, even with the hustle and bustle far below. It’s moments like these that make you appreciate both the beauty of the city and the peace of nature.
Finally, after taking in the view, I made my way back toward Highgate Village, where I started to think about making my way back towards kings cross. It felt good to be nearing the end, but I couldn’t help but reflect on the significance of each step I took. Every mile walked was a reminder of the importance of supporting our veterans and raising awareness about mental health.
Now, as I head back home, I carry with me the warmth of the sun, the beauty of the city, and the knowledge that today, I walked with purpose, for those who need it the most.
A Walk Through Memory Lane
Every day, I used to march 9 kilometers to high school, well most days. Some mornings, I'd take a detour. Instead of heading straight to class, I'd wander through Highgate Cemetery. The winding paths between the gravestones and towering trees had a certain allure. There was something about the stillness there that made skipping class feel almost justified, like I was in my own world, apart from the chaos of teenage life.
I remember the eerie calm of the cemetery, how it felt like a secret space, just for me. The thought of history, of lives lived long before mine, kept me company as I explored its quiet corners. It became my escape, a way to avoid the things I didn't want to face, and oddly enough, it brought peace.
Now, when I walk through Archway, I can’t help but notice how much has changed. The once familiar streets have transformed, new shops, new buildings, and yet, there’s still something about the area that pulls at my heartstrings. It's as if the same bustling energy has been there all along, just wrapped in a new coat of paint. The changes almost feel like time has caught up with me, reminding me of where I started and how far I’ve come.
Walking the same route now, I can't help but feel a rush of memories. It's funny how places can bring those feelings back in an instant, like the simple act of putting one foot in front of the other can unlock a door to another time. The high school may be gone, but the journey, both the physical one to school and the emotional one to finding myself, remains with me. Every step I take down these familiar streets feels like a reminder of that younger version of me who walked this route, lost in thought, escaping the world one step at a time.
The Race to 42K: Kicking Off with 14K Across London
March is approaching, and with it begins my personal challenge 56K in one month. What better way to start than with an ambitious 14K trek from East to West London, completed in record time in just a couple of hours? The journey began with ease, a pleasant stroll heading east, the sun shining brightly, my favorite playlist keeping me company through my headphones. The morning air was crisp, and the city was alive, offering a perfect backdrop for my first leg of this challenge.As I passed through Old Street, I couldn’t help but admire its transformation. The once chaotic roundabout has given way to a sleek, pedestrian-friendly space, buzzing with life. Trendy coffee shops lined the streets, many advertising their weekend happy hour specials, 2-for-1 espresso martinis, tempting enough to make a mental note for a future visit. City Road Basin was a stunning sight as I marched past, the canal waters reflecting the modern skyline, a perfect blend of old and new London.
Continuing onward, I reached Finsbury Barracks, home to the Honorable Royal Artillery Company (HAC). Walking past its grand entrance brought back a wave of nostalgia from my days in the Cadets, where I had spent countless hours training and learning & walking the halls of those historic corridors. It felt like a silent nod of solidarity to my past self, a reminder of the discipline and endurance that now fuel this 42K mission.
By the time I reached Euston Station, the weather began to shift. The sun dipped behind a layer of clouds, and a mild drizzle set in, not enough to dampen my spirits but just enough to add a bit of London’s typical atmosphere to my walk. The final stretch took me into the vibrant heart of Soho, where I was met with warmth in more ways than one. Stepping into a favorite spot, I reunited with longtime friends, each of them glowing, looking as fabulous as ever. Over good laughter, and well-earned rest, the first 14K of this journey was complete.
One step down, many more to go. Here’s to the race to 56K!
Marching for The Troops
As someone who has always held a deep respect and admiration for those who serve our country. From the moment I joined the Air Cadets at age 12, I knew that my connection to the armed forces would shape my life in profound ways. Over the years, I learned invaluable skills, everything from flying aircraft to earning my silver and gold wings. I shot the L98A2 and .22 rifle, proudly earning the Corps marksman badge for achieving a tidy 1-inch grouping of rounds. Other experiences like fieldcraft, the Duke of Edinburgh (DofE) award, assault courses, and drill team competitions further fueled my passion and appreciation for discipline and camaraderie.Despite the strong foundation the military gave me, I’ve also faced a constant battle with my own mental health. It’s a struggle I deal with daily, some days feel like a never-ending uphill climb. But it’s not just me. I know countless other veterans who have fought through unimaginable experiences, and they carry the weight of it long after they've left the battlefield. That's why I’m participating in the March in March campaign.
This challenge is my way of showing support and raising awareness for the men and women who have served and continue to struggle with mental health issues as a result of what they've been through. These heroes risk everything to protect us, and far too many pay a heavy price for it. This March, I will be completing FOUR 14k marches, totaling 56K!!! to honor their sacrifices and bring attention to the mental health crisis facing our veterans.
The armed forces will always hold a special place in my heart, and it’s because of this unwavering bond that I’m taking on this challenge. If you can, please consider donating or raising awareness in your own way because we need to stand together for the ones who’ve stood for us.
“We shall not fail or falter; we shall not weaken or tire… give us the tools, and we will finish the job.” - Winston Churchill
Let’s give our veterans the tools they need to heal.
Thank you for your support.
