30/07/2023
Yesterday I took part in the Jwaneng Desert walk and wow the feelings, the emotions were so surreal. The longest distance I have ever walked in 27 Km prior to yesterday and that was also on a semi rocky and flat ground no sand.
Me being me, decided that I am doing the 30KM instead of the usual 15 KM. It dawn upon me on Thursday that I was not as physically fit as when I did the walk last year. My mind said , you are not a quitter and you have a point to prove to yourself, all I set out to do I shall achieve.
I get pumped up and look for my best friend Motsegetsi Gabosenkelwe who had promised to slow down his pace to walk with me. We get ready and he sets the pace at 0700 and we put a 6 hour mark to finish.
Here is the fun of what went down
0-5 Km- 🧐why am I up when people are sleeping, I could be home right now sleeping. At 2.5 Km the sand gets deeper and I am thinking, okay this is about to get real. I was so happy to see the water point.
5-10km - 😃I can do this and I will get to take my first picture. All my mind focused on was the picture. Girl, was I happy to get to 10. Get my picture and on I go.
10-15km- 😤😫😳what was I thinking 💭? The sand was so deep and the land going uphill though it looked flat. My brain had to start thinking of the flower garden in my house to get through. At this point I had found a walking mate from Lesotho by the name Thabiso. He was telling about the Moshoeshoe walk that the sand was worse compared to walking uphill and down. I really struggled getting here.
15-20Km - 😩🤯😵💫At this point , all I needed was flat land no sand. I didn’t even stop at the water point because my body was saying if you stop I shall crush, the brain said push through. This stretch had less sand than all other points and I was so happy that my body rested.
20-25km- 😮💨👺👿where was I going? I need a new hobby. I need to set realistic goals for this body. At this time I had a painful muscle on my but so I kept slapping it so it doesn’t turn into a muscle pull that would prevent me to go further. Now , anyone coming from behind me I would say, slap my but to relief the pain. The amount of hands that slapped me are uncountable. This helped as the pain eventually went away. Trust me this is better narrated in Setswana. 🤪🤗
25-29 KM- 🫣🤔my body was saying okay you have achieved a lot and you are a star. Then there was a twist the marker said 2.5 KM left. How the hell did we get here. I have 1km left. My mind shut down and had to get into mind over body.
29-31.4 KM- 🫥😵😮💨👿👹☠️😫😭I really struggled and all I could think about was why did I have to pay someone so that I can come and abuse my body. Did I not have enough entertainment in my life? Why am I doing this? Would I do this next year? If I die what would my siblings think? I thought of my dear father who doesn’t get why I do things that are not common.
All I can say is I did it and wow my emotions were here 😫😤😳😡🤬🥶🤔🤯😭😖😞😒🧐😵💫😵🤐🥴😬🤧😬🫥🤥🫡🥴😥😨😤🥺😣😟😶🌫️
