Missing The Big Banana
I moved toward Coffs Harbour 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.
Coffs Harbour was where we were aiming, but the bigger feeling was that another distant name was becoming real under my feet.
50k is still a big chunk but it is 5k less than the daily total last week, which equates to a more civilised end time, and a little less impact on the feet and body.
50 km to take us close to Halfway Creek.
The next day another 50ish will get us to Tyndale, with a lunchtime drive into Grafton to pick up some fresh shoes courtesy of Wednesday has yet to be worked out, but Thursday’s end point is Ballina.
When the day was done, another 51.6 kilometres were behind me, and the accumulated total sat at 5202.4 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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