A day late - sorry - couldn't keep my eyes open last night...
I woke up this morning and pulled open the curtains to the most beautiful sunrise over the Scottish hills. What a start to the day and despite the fact that I was hobbling around like an old woman, I couldn't wait to get outside (sucker for punishment!) It felt so good to be in the Scottish countryside and I began to allow myself to finally relax and enjoy my walk. Edinburgh was in my sights, I hadn't fallen into a ditch and twisted an ankle, my journey was nearly over and I felt an enormous sense of gratitude. I was grateful to be alive (!) and grateful to my legs for getting me this far.
Being a Sunday, the roads were relatively quiet and I had an easy walk along the A68 through pretty towns such as St. Boswells. Then the road turned a bit hairy so I managed to navigate myself off the main road and through some quieter lanes. It was almost as if my body knew that I was nearly at the finish as I kept up a good pace and my back didn't seem to mind the rucksack. I didn't really stop - just kept on walking. Luckily I found a parallel road off the A68 about 7 miles south of Lauder and it was perfect - rolling fields and farmland, no traffic and a pretty straight road. I had loaded up on painkillers to avoid having to deal with my dodgy foot and I plodded along completely content. Thank you to Rowena for joining me for the last few miles and for, bless her heart, bringing a box load of chocolate biscuit cake. I am now happily parked in the Black Bull Inn in Lauder and even managed to stay awake during supper - I feel like I could sleep for a week though...
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