Car ride to Ocala
I finished walking
7/6/17- 12/13/17 161 days on trail. 2189.9 miles.
My body hurts. Well really my feet are he worst. Frost bitten ankles and rubbed off skin from dirty socks. But I wish I could keep going. I don’t feel like I’m done, just another 0. I know everyone else feels it too. I’m hating this long car ride, and these pigeon holes rules I now have to abide by. It’s all so weird.
It broke my heart that blizzard we got. I knew that the trail I had come to love as over. It was too cold, too hard to walk, and the leisure was gone. But we did have a good amount of time with it. I know I’ll feel lost, all I can hope for is I stand true to remembering what I was feeling on those days I wanted to die going uphill, or when someone said something stupid that made me laugh harder than I could remember when, or how I would realize as soon as I took a few miles in, I was recentered.
But I guess for now it’s ok to cry, feel lost, stiff, happy, sad, proud, and invincible….and insatiably hungry.
