10 miles, or what us Aussies understand it as 16.0934 kilometres.

I did one of these the other day, and well, let’s just say I was sore.

Alleviating some of the pain I felt, I travelled throughout the entire little coastal town of Iluka, in the New South Wales northern rivers region.

The place is spectacular and beautiful.

Going through a dense rainforest and following many tracks that run along the Bunjalung National Park, gave me the necessary fulfilment I need to trudge on for the distance.

Although I was sore for the next couple of days, I still doubted that I could even go that kind of distance.

Why, oh why, do our minds play whacked out games with us all to get out of doing something that zaps the very energy away from it.

By golly it’s frustrating.