There are moments, lately, when I feel an enormous burden of guilt over my decision to hike the trail. I feel like I’m hurting the people I love (boyfriend, cat, parents). Hopefully, they will be proud of me when I finish, and not worry –too much– during my trip. Heck, hopefully, they’ll come hike the last 5 miles with me and carry a bottle of champagne up Big K.
There’s also the issue of money. Hiking the trail isn’t really that expensive after you purchase all your gear. I just need money for meals in town, ramen noodles, peanut butter, weekly $15 hostel stays, occasional shoe replacements.. should be like $3000-4000. Not too bad for a 5 month adventure. The biggest hit from hiking the Appalachian Trail, financially, is all the money I “lose” from not working my normal job. Thinking about it makes my stomach hurt. Ok Acorn, it’s time to put down the calculator and breathe. Life isn’t all about money.
There are things that money can’t buy. I want them.
I need to stop thinking and just get out there. I know it will all make sense when I lace up my boots, and start following the white blazes.