Sunday we walked to a lake in the woods behind our house and around it and then cut cross country to another lake, where my son works in the summer. And then turned around and walked all the way, way back. This is probably, umm, nine miles? ( or 14.4841 kilometers if you're from a logical country. ) The idea behind this trek was that our feet should be familiar with nine miles of walking if we are going to use them to walk across England.
The only silver lining in this project was that at the second lake, I can buy an ice cream bar and eat it in my son's air conditioned office and stay there until my core temperature falls within normal parameters. It was a fkg jungle hot sauna day.
England in September will likely not be so hot. If you have to pick a country to walk across, you could do worse than England. Of course, you don't have to pick a country to walk across. Reasonable people probably wouldn't.
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