I went for a long walk today (or what counts as a long walk when there are 264 days to go). For 7.6 miles, I wandered along the Mall and around Capitol Hill in the 90 degree heat. I wore sneakers, though I think that next time I'll wear boots because by the end, the soles of my feet were a little uncomfortable from pounding the pavement. I carried a tiny backpack with just water and essentials. By early May of next year, I look forward to doing double that number of miles per day (day after day after day--for a bare minimum of 30 days, probably more) while carrying a much bigger backpack. Despite the heat, it felt joyful to move my body--up until about the last mile.
There were lots of people around enjoying the summer Sunday. As I watched them, I felt as though I had a secret. To look at me, you wouldn't know that I was starting such a meaningful journey. Even though I was in high spirits, I wasn't lightfooted. I was aware of the changes that need to take place with my body before I can undertake another long walk. I'm committed, though. I need to lose inches and pounds to get into Camino shape. I have a lot of tough workouts and training ahead before May 3, 2024. Part of me doubts that I can do it, but part of me is thrilled by the challenge.
I walked past the Capitol Building, and it was under construction. We both are.
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