Come With Me

21 years ago now, in December 1998, I graduated from the McTimoney Chiropractic College in Oxford. It was a wonderful day, which unfortunately I do not have any photos of. I was a single parent, and it was the days of film, and I had no money to process any. Nor did I have money to purchase one of the professional ones that were taken that day.

I graduated thinking “What a marvellous treatment McTimoney was” (and it still is). I believed that everybody needed a McTimoney Practitioner in their life, more than they needed a GP. I was secure that this was the best treatment going, and that if there was anything better, then I would want to train in it.

As part of being part of a professional group I am expected to do at least 20 hours a year of Continual Professional Development (CPD). Well for 20 years I did allsorts of study days, attended conferences, did online nutrition courses, all in an effort to tick the box for CPD, to get my membership to whatever association I belonged to at the time. This year my very own Chiropractor was running a weekend workshop in the town just up the road from me. BIG TICK. DOUBLE TICK. Not only did it sound interesting, but it was 5 miles up the road which meant no lengthy journeys to the opposite end of the country with overnight accomodation to fund as well. I could go home and sleep in my own bed.

Well that weekend turned my McTimoney world on it’s head. Had I found something that was even better than McTimoney? Certainly the 2 day workshop promised plenty, and delivered. It gave us all something to be able to take back into our clinics on Monday morning and implement into our own modality of healing.After the first day, I went home and looked up more. I looked into more training, I made my mind up that I wanted to learn this new technique.

I started to use it the first day back in clinic, and my clients were saying strange things, things that they had rarely said about McTimoney.

Things like “Your hands, when you put your hands on me, I felt very calm and relaxed”.

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This new therapy (for me) is consuming me, I cannot get enough of it.I have only done 5 sessions on people that i already treated with the McTimoney method of Chiropractic, and the feedback is blowing my mind.

Come with me, as I take the steps along this Cranio-sacral journey. I have a feeling it’s going to be an interesting one.

Blessings

Joy

Last Double Digit Day!

How did this creep up? Today is the 10 day countdown, until we set off for Kilimanjaro. Training is more or less behind us, now it is shopping for those last minute items that I might only ever use on this trip.

Items such as:

Solar charger: Much as I may walk in the hills after this trek, I am unlikely to go out for long enough that my battery goes flat. But then again I might get a liking for this trekking lark and do more.

USB battery charger: See above!

4 seasons sleeping bag with liner: See above!

Can you spot an item which once I’m done with this trek will be confined to the bin, just incase someone uses it in the kitchen by accident?

Packing

It’s Getting Exciting Now!

Items I have bought for walking that I wear/use in Scotland:

Down jacket

Thermal underwear

Some of those might even be for 1 day or night. The one known as “Summit Day”. Items for this night and day include:

A balaclava,

Thick gloves,

Hand & Feet warmers.

Tomorrow we are into single digits. 9 days and countdown.

Exciting times ahead.

Watching the Clouds Go By

Beinn Eich 703 metres and Doune Hill 734 metres, Luss Hills

 

I have to be honest, today’s walk was one of the most miserable experiences I have ever had on the hills. It was wet and dreich. When the weather forecast says there is a 80% chance of rain, then the chances are, it will rain. Today the rain was warm, which was an advantage, and there was no wind to speak of. It gave rise to an eerie, atmospheric feeling, the air charged with spookiness. To add to the tension, I was walking with an animal which is one-twelfth wolf.

As walk’s go, it is probably a good one, in nicer weather, the views would have been amazing, but when walking highlands tells you thee is a boggy section and a rough path, you should read that as a river, because that is what the path had become after all the rain. We stoppped trying to avoid the puddles, as basically there weren’t any, just a constant flow of water on the last stretch of the path. My husband’s comment when I got home “You boots are nice and clean!”

This walk was completed as part of my training for Kilimanjaro. WordPress has told me it is 42 days away! If you have enjoyed reading my posts, please consider sponsoring me. I am raising money for a local holiday home for children and families with a family member with a life threatening illness, called Whiteleys Retreat.

2 Down, 2 to Go

The weather this morning was hazy, which was such a shame as the walk planned today with Ayr & District Rambling Club would have had fantastic views of the Clyde Firth. 20 or so people, met on Easter Saturday to do this walk.DSCF7558

We started at Haylie Brae, which after a short meander up to a vantage point, we could look out across the Clyde Firth. We could hardly pick out the closest island of Great Cumrae, if you look closely to the left of the island, you can see Little Cumrae in the haze. Arran or the Isle of Bute were nowhere to be seen.

The start of this walk was steep, and seemed to go on for ages. With just over 4 months to go until the Big Climb, I am very aware of how much more stamina I am going to need to do it. The route was sent before we set out, and I was promised a loch on this walk, called Cockle Loch. Well I don’t know about you, but this looks more like a large puddle to me, than a loch.

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We continued up the hills and down the dales. I hate to admit, but I found it tough going. The weather was warm, well warm for Scotland, and I struggled with the heat on such a physically challenging walk.

 

We found a cool spot down by Gogo Burn, (which is a Scottish name for a stream) for lunch. It was so tempting to take the boots off and cool down in the water. One person did, I should have asked her how cold it was.

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After lunch was a slow descent down, before a few more challenging ups. My legs were struggling by this point, almost going jellylike with no more “up” in them. I took a few finger licks of Green Magic, and within 2 minutes I had a spring in my step for the last 1/2 a mile.

Tomorrow is another day, number 3 of this Easter holiday weekend. It will be a local walk, right out of my back door.

Easter Blessings, here’s hoping you are having a good one.

Joy

 

 

 

On My Doorstep

Ascent 225 metres        9.5 miles

If you have been following my blog for more than a year, you will know that I have a lovely walk literally out my back door. Today I travelled just 20 minutes down the road, and discovered yet another wonderful vista, part of the Carrick Way.

51 of us gathered at the car park of the swimming pool in Maybole, and headed off in the direction of the golf course. I had rather under-estimated the temperature today, and felt the cold winds blow right through me. I caught up with the lovely Tracy, who was out on the ill-fated (well for me at least) Wedder Hill walk last week. She said it was the hardest walk she had ever done, and hobbled for 3 days afterwards. That made me feel better about my abandoned walk, and being sent home.

Todays’ walk was 9.5 miles, with an elevation of around 250 metres, so not a great one where height was concerned, but a fair distance. Hope you enjoy the view. Blessings Joy

It counts as a Munro.

Today, the 26th February 2019 and the weather in Ayrshire was 15 degrees Celsius. That is normally a Summer’s day here. It was glorious, and the first walk I have done with OiR this year.

It was a challenge, but it needs to be, to get me fit to do Kilimanjaro in less than 6 months. The leader had decided that we would do Black Craig and Black Lorg. Black Craig is 700 metres above sea level, I am not sure how high Black Lorg is, but they are 2 distincts hills, so i am saying that I did a Munro today, and nobody is going to tell me I didn’t. The combined inclines most have been over 1000 metres, as it was a long way down from one summit, to then climb to the top of the next, as you may get the impression from these pictures.

 

The team from Comic Relief are currently climbing Kilimanjaro, and I can say that here in Ayrshire we drew the long straw for the weather.

I hope you are enjoying these posts. In 4 days time I hope to do a real Munro. Fingers crossed the weather stays with us.

Blessings Joy

Hillwalking: Journey to Moshi, and Onwards

Living in Scotland, it is so easy to go hillwalking, with an easy hours drive from my back door. Here are some pictures of my very first hillwalk, just a few shorts weeks ago. I felt quite accomplished, as it was a steep climb very early on. My thanks to the patience of my fellow walkers, who encouraged me all the way.