Climbing Out of the Keller

Daily miles: 29.32 | Total miles: 9,247.84

My alarm rang at 4:30 a.m., but I just couldn’t make it out of bed. About twenty minutes later, I finally sat up and looked out the window. The first signs of sunrise painted the sky, framed by palm trees — a beautiful view to start the day. I took a shower to wake up, packed my things, and by just after 6 a.m., I was ready to go.

Leaving The Prev felt special. The whole place had such a peaceful atmosphere — the lighting, the plants, the soft sound of birds playing and chirping outside. It filled me with warmth and calm. With a big smile and a full heart, I stepped out into the early light and began to run.

I passed through town, stopping at the old Post Office for a photo before rejoining the highway. Another beautiful morning. I couldn’t help but smile thinking about yesterday — since I started in Kellerberrin (“Keller” meaning basement in German), today I had to climb out of the “cellar.”

I felt good — grateful and present, soaking in every bit of the Australian landscape, maybe even more intensely than before. Around mile 15, I reached Tammin. There was a big gas station, and although I didn’t really need anything, I felt like having a chat. So, I went in, bought a protein shake, and met Kelly, who worked there. We had a lovely conversation — thank you for the hug, Kelly!

Not long after, I passed the quirky fire station and community hall and met Ian, another great character. We stood in the heat, chatting for a while. Encounters like these make the miles lighter.

But then came the stretch that tested me — about 15 miles to go, with a headwind and a steady incline. Running uphill, pushing a buggy, and feeling the wind push back — it’s almost comical. But good mental training, as always. Not every minute of a day works equally well.

Eventually, I entered the Shire of Cunderdin. Almost there… but “almost” can feel long when the sun’s heat becomes tangible. Summer is definitely coming on strong, and I’m glad not to be running in 40+ degrees Celsius.

When I finally arrived in Cunderdin, I found the pub and checked in for the night. No discount today, but I needed a bed. Before checking in, I met Teneille and her daughter Tekoah — another wonderful moment of connection. The rooms were behind the pub; I parked the buggy and walked to the grocery store for supplies.

Dinner was the usual simple fare — and for dessert, a big, sweet slice of watermelon. Perfect.

The countdown is on. Perth is close now — so close I can almost feel it.

Be well, Andrea