Late this afternoon (just after I got home and shed my very muddy boots and nearly as muddy trousers), I realised that it is the last day of the year, and my mind immediately turned to reviewing my final stats for the year.
I’m afraid that my obsessive behaviour extends beyond excessive planning and means that I collect all sorts of information and statistics about my walking activities. Unfortunately, it turns out that I’m not always entirely accurate, as I’ve just (crushingly) discovered that thanks to a typo that occurred when I split our K2CW mileages across the three months that the walk spanned, I didn’t exceed my previous highest annual mileage back in October. In fact, with that error corrected, it turns out that I only surpassed 2008’s mileage four miles before the end of this afternoon’s walk.
So, this year I walked 1813 miles. This is how that was split between the months:
No prizes for spotting in which month I reverted from a life of full-time leisuredom to being gainfully employed full-time!
Ascent, as measured on Anquet, came out at 208,000 feet, split out between the months as follows (noting that the highest ascent month was not the highest mileage month):
With Mick egging me on, a new graph was created (yep, so sad am I that the two above are automatically generated by my ‘walking log’ spreadsheet). This one shows the average ascent, in feet, per mile. Not sure that I draw any conclusions from this one at all, other than the months with low values are where I walked near to home a lot (i.e. in the land of flatness).
There’s no excuse for this level of shoe-related information, is there?
But, I’m British, so the weather is always a good topic. I already posted (back in May) the chart below, which refers to how much we needed to wear waterproofs on our K2CW jaunt:
But here’s what the weather was like for the other 105 walks (not including K2CW) that I took this year:
As for Mick, he wasn’t glued to my side for the entire year, and ended the year with 1464 miles on the odometer. Add to that the 503 miles he ran (before Achilles tendonitis hit) and he’s very gleeful that he covered more miles than I did this year. No pretty illustrations for Mick’s activities, though (which isn’t to say that I haven’t got graphs for Mick, just that I think that’s enough demonstration of my obsessiveness for one post).