It becomes real when…

I’M WALKING HOME. TAKING A YEAR TO WALK ACROSS AMERICA. BRINGING YOU WITH ME OR MEETING YOU ON THE WAY. The Walk is a long way off but I already have a feeling of urgency, like the first sight of the mountain you intend to climb. So, as part of a separate journey toward greater fitness I ran this morning, despite what sounded like, from the inside, a good strong and steady rain. On the outside though, in the rain, I realized that what I had heard as I dressed was just the breeze trying to sound tough. When the raindrops put on their leathers, that’s when you need to be worried. So I ran, and it was not much different than other days. You can only get so wet. But I also began to think of how different it might be, will be, on the road, in the desert.through the mountains, and all alone. I looked around and saw that, despite the rain, most of the homes had their sprinklers going. There is well-water where I live, well-water only, but it still seems a waste. I do need to get in shape, a little better shape before the walk but I also need to get in shape mentally, for the walk – need to open up my mind to the differences and similarities, the shared values, the shared hopes, dreams, disappointments: both of those I will meet on the way, and those I am leaving behind. Sent from my iPhone