Wednesday April 20
Rabe de las Calzadas to Hornillos
8 km / 5 miles
Oof, okay, yesterday was hard. The rain, the cold, and the fact that my body just couldn’t go on even though my mind was determined too. I didn’t know what was going on with my leg but I didn’t think I could just sit still. I was determined to get to the next town and see how it would go. I sent my backpack to Hornillos, only 8 km away. And before I left Clementina, the host of the albergue, sent me off with a tortilla sandwich. At first I thought she made a mistake and thought I ordered a sandwich (“bocadillo”) but she knew I was in pain the night before and gifted me a little Camino love to send me off. It was so sweet and I was so touched, I almost cried.
Today began the meseta, a long stretch between Burgos and Leon, made up of never-ending plateaus. The meseta is especially notorious in the summer when it is dry, yellow, and unforgiving my hot. As for now, it seems like beautiful green grass, with lots of windmills and mountains in the distance.
I limped the entire day, all 2 hours of my 8 km walk. I was mostly upset my body couldn’t keep up with my motivation and my mind, but knew I needed to slow down at take a rest. I got in to Hornillos at 9:30 am and spent the rest of the day icing, elevating, and resting my leg. Fernando, whom stayed behind in Logroño a few days prior because of his blisters, caught up and stayed with me to make sure I was okay.
I’m going to spend the rest of the day relaxing and taking care of my leg. Fingers crossed things are better tomorrow!
€5 Backpack Service