Today was gonna be an easy 12km day.
It was fine in the morning. Rather chilly but that kept me going. I walked half way, 6km on, and then I took a break.
Again, after that break, my right calf was in so much pain I didn't know what to do with it.
Luckily, I only had 6 more km to go, my feet didn't hurt, my backpack was light, and it wasn't very hot outside.
I eventually got to Villafranca and decided to opt for the 18 euro private room with queen sized bed, instead of the Albergue Municipal with 50 bunk beds for 5 euros. I took a shower, and went to bed to sleep off my pain.
I had booked a massage for 7pm and was waiting for the lady to come by and pick me up.
When she gave me a massage (which ended up being almost 2 hours instead of just 1), she said that my hips were misaligned, and one leg was shorter than the other, which she fixed through some magical stretching voodoo, and then when I showed her the problem right leg, she said it's not the muscle, but some vericose veins that were to blame for my pain.
Thank you useless body!
Somewhere, sometime, I was standing for too long, and got some vericose veins, and now were hurting like hell.
My immediate conclusion was to not stop at all along my daily walk, which was just not going to be possible.
The massage lady told me to stretch a lot before I start and when I take a break, and to put cold water on the affected area.
Well, that hasn't really helped because I have been stretching every morning and break time.
So, I'm going to check online and see what the internet has to say about vericose veins.
Again, thanks body!
In the meantime, I'm enjoying some lamb stew and delicious red wine. Take that evil vericose veins!