Flat feet

Today I walked into town to meet my sister Stephanie for lunch at The Bicycle Thief. Again, no rain. Stephanie's been spending a lot of time of late delving into our family tree. Apparently Great Uncle George was the New Zealand walking champion, a fact I was originally alerted to by my brother Mark. Ironically, he (George, not Mark) was refused entry to the army because he had flat feet. This was around the time of the First World War, when track walking was quite popular. Mark rather cheekily suggested George only became champion because all the best athletes were away fighting, and only the flat-footed ones were left behind. But then again, according to this Wikipedia article, many of the fastest runners have been flat-footed, including at least one Olympic champion. Not sure what this has to do with the Nakasendo walk/art project, except that maybe it proves walking - or flat-footedness - runs in the family. Distance walked today: 10.4km Total distance walked since blog began: 43.3km