20.1 miles – a wylie breeze, flitting clouds, dancing sunshine
It rained all night, but kindly stopped as I awoke; the clean-washed world sparkled in the sunshine.
I followed the Clyde Walkway all day, mostly with the bonnie Clyde to my right. Although my map showed that there was civilisation all around, I saw little of it; a couple of houses were the only representatives of the whole of Motherwell. Often the river was obscured behind sweeping woodland; at other times Bonnie Clyde and I went side-by-side, with cows and sheep looking askance at the lone walker.
The days before Glasgow had been exhausting after too few miles. Having sought advice, the answer came back clearly: Eat more, especially protein. And so i did. I love carbs and vegetables – baked potato and cabbage is my favorite – and I’m not used to having lots of eggs and meat; however, i consumed it out of desperation, and as I managed better yesterday and today, I think the advice may be sound.
As I left Lanark to find a camping pitch, I saw distant hills in the evening sunlight, and longed to be there. I shall soon.