The day I did something I said that I would do.

Last January, right here, I said I would read one hundred books.

(Not to mention that every minute of every hour of every day since I was seventeen I have said that I will write one).

I told myself I’d be fluent in Spanish by now, that I would know how to sew my own clothes and knit and bake a cake and swim.

I tell myself I will drink more water and eat more kale and volunteer and learn one new thing every day every day.

That I won’t worry so much or care how I look.

That I will sleep less; do more; play piano.

I don’t know what happens….

Me, I guess.


Imagine my surprise when I said that I was going to walk from the southern tip of India one thousand miles north… and I did.

This is me. The day I did something I said I was going to do.


Thank you so much to everyone who cheered me along and followed the journey on loafe – it really did mean so much. In fact, I think saying it out loud and to so many people was part of the reason I got up and walked on those days I didn’t want to.

It’s not about self-promotion or even being held accountable so much as reifying the claims we make. When our wishes are only whispers in our heart it’s so easy to ignore the niggling voice that says: “You’re not doing it. You’re not doing the things you said you’d do. This is your one chance at life and you’re wasting it.”


This year I am going to write a book.

You may never see it of course; publishing is another story. But I am going to write like I walked. One step at a time through the pain and heat, awaiting that sweet breeze and sunset that makes it so leap-in-the-air worthwhile.



6 thoughts on “The day I did something I said that I would do.

  1. Wow that’s amazing! I didn’t know about your journey but I am so, so intrigued and look forward to reading about it. As for the book – just do it ( that’s coming from someone who also wants to write a book but is waiting for the THING to write about!). With self publishing so accessible these days, wanna be novelists like you and I have no more excuses! All the best 🙂

  2. I’d read your book! YOU are amazing and inspire me. I have a plan to walk a hundred miles in Ireland, I am looking for walking shoes and came to ask you what you wore, if you rotated your shoes etc.

    Congrats on doing something you said you would do.

    • Wow. I’m Irish so I obviously think that is a fine place to take a long walk!

      I used a running shoe by Brook’s for my walk. I knew that it would be dry and hot most of the time in India so I wanted something light-weight and breathable.

      In the past I have walked in sturdy hiking boots but they’re so heavy and hurt my ankles and knees after a while. Hiking is so different from walking, you use completely different muscles and I think a lightweight shoe is better.

      In Ireland you won’t be able to guarantee good weather however; we have quite wet summers (though May and September tend to be nice) so you’re sure to encounter rain at some point. Maybe a cross between a tennis shoe and a trekking shoe with plenty of cushioning and some gortex/rain protection.

      I changed my socks out a lot and made sure to keep my feet as dry and cool as possible. There are lots of websites about how to avoid blisters, different things seem to work for different people. has also been useful to me for tips on stretching and ‘marathon walking’.

      All the best, let me know when you begin your walk, I’d love to hear about it!

  3. I had the same feeling about finally completing my thesis and taking my doctoral exam, though the pass itself was something I didn’t take in for a while. When it was all over and done with, and I had completed all the work for my Ph.D., I almost couldn’t believe it. It seemed so weird not to have that pressure and that obligation hanging over me (what a mixed metaphor that is! I doubt if a pressure or an obligation can “hang”; but you know what I mean!).

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