I'm thinking of doing my own middle aged version of The Salt Path.
It will go something like this:-
About half of my rucksack will be made up of chocolate. I will, however, pack copious amounts of suncream and a sunhat. No way my pale Irish skin is getting sunburnt.
I have a woeful sense of direction, so I will get lost after about two hours.
At the first sign of rain or my tent giving me problems, I will hightail it to the nearest luxury B&B.
My dodgy knee will start playing up on Day 5. I will soldier on for another hour day or so, and then graciously throw in the towel.