Pier to pier again yesterday, so I'm up to fourteen miles.
It was tough, as I couldn't find a firm stretch of sand and realized also I was still recovering from the stomach flu I picked up on retreat. So when I got to Balboa I stretched, rested on the grass a bit, and then walked back along the strand instead.
The healers in my order prayed for and anointed me and as a bonus I think they helped zap out some of the remaining pain in my right foot and knees--woohoo!
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