It’s hard to do nothing. But today I have felt worst of all. Barely able to move. The beach hike idea was not a good one.
I went to the farmer’s market and felt like a cripple. My aching knees, my aching everything. I had to stop and rest. Maybe I need to eat more protein?
I’m trying to be good and eat only fresh food like veggies, fruits and natural stuff. No more things in wrappers. Ugh. I can’t stand things in wrappers anymore.
A job? You must be joking, right? How 'bout I go sit in the park and play my pennywhistle all day. That can be my job.
Going back to work has to be another topic. I can’t fathom such a horror unless the job is out in nature and away from people. All that time alone with just the plants to keep me company (and the animals to run away from me) is how I spent my thru-hike. I liked it that way.
Funny how I enjoyed being alone on my hike but spending the day downtown I find it really strange to be surrounded by people and feel so totally alone, invisible, lonely. I miss the trail.
Piper