A rebel without a clue.

Now it's mud I must contend with and this is really adding to the chin strain as the weight on my feet just doubled. 27.70 33.90 30.84 37.15 26.84 42.61 42.19 16.94 18.85 The distance on The Way each day, without the mileage covered after the walk and prior to bed or before breakfast in the morning. Today was unbearable so what can I do about this shin? I've asked if I can stay here another day, but that has the potential to ruin the vibe! I'm in a very cold albergue on the edge of San Clemente. The local Manchego is divine so I've stopped for a plato and an obligatory Alhambra Verde(reserva 1925) because the other cerveza I've come across is not so nice! My shin is definitely buggered. Oh and the wine is nice too - Puente del Rus - this is the problem I have once I know I'm not walking - alcohol!

The helpful hostess has given me an ice pack for my shin and I recall this is why I didn't actually feel the pain on the way. It was so cold and wet on my ankles that I didn't feel the cluster of pain I had been experiencing, before I got away from La Roda, with every step I took along the path I was upon. *** Jaded. I'm awake going through the routine of getting ready for one more stage. It's not a long one if I decide to go along either of the Camino: Sureste or Levante, leading from Minaya, as they split again before coming back together in Toledo Province in a few days. Thankfully the kind gentleman yesterday put my wet clothes and drenched boots somewhere that by this morning there is no damp in the boots! I've treated the boots as they went through a lot of punishment in the driving intense rain. By noon, when I'd done for the day, the skies were clearing back to standard blue. Today I should opt for another short stage and see how my shin is once I get go...