“It’s mostly flat,” he said. He lied. In September, my fiancé led a group of ten, including me, along the last 100-ish kilometres of the Camino de Santiago in Spain.  I had a lot going on in my life (retiring and getting my house ready to sell among them) and had taken him at his word that no “training” was required for this six-day adventure. Then, on one of the group Zoom calls, I started hearing about personal trainers and practise walks of 20 km and started to get a little nervous, even though I like a good walk. No… Read more…