Into Albert Park And The Heart Foundation
I moved toward Jo's Friends in Eltham with the day's people, support, and small human moments giving the kilometres their shape.
By this stage, every day began with a negotiation between the plan and the body.
Jo’s Friends in Eltham was where we were aiming, but the bigger feeling was that another distant name was becoming real under my feet.
The body was part of the route planning by then. Feet, shoes, soreness, sleep, food and timing all had a say in what was possible.
The day lived in the small practical rhythm of the crossing: walking, waiting, checking in, eating, charging, sleeping, and setting up the next piece.
That gave me another 36.6 kilometres, and the accumulated total sat at 3641.1 kilometres.
That was the shape of so many HAA days: my feet doing the obvious work, and other people quietly making the impossible parts practical.
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