Five days in, harder than I expected.

I knew this would be tough, I knew times would come where I would fight the urge to quit. The urge hasn’t hit me yet but something else did, ankle pain. I rolled my left ankle several times rushing up and down the rocky mountain terrain in a dash to the next water source. Each step hurts and each step puts me further from feeling better again.

It was a bit demoralizing. I’ve hiked high miles like this hundreds of times before, I shouldn’t be feeling this defeated.

Fortunately Matt and Jen, my trail buddies, were ready for a day off. I need it. We spent a night in an old mining town called Julian that’s obsessed with pie. It’s cute and very hiker friendly. Ate a great cheeseburger and fries then ate another cheeseburger with fries, yup! I was hungry.

My foot is swollen and mobility is reduced. I was able to ice it a bit the next morning and it immediately felt better. Unfortunately Matt informed me they want to head back to the trail and put in 10 miles that day. I feel ready but I’m not sure. I think if I can avoid bad steps it will continue to improve. If it doesn’t, I’m not sure what I’ll do.

Not surprisingly the trail has been rewarding us with amazing views. It’s beautiful along the pacific crest trail, the dessert flowers are some of the most vibrant beautiful flowers I have ever seen. Hopefully we can slow down a bit, I’d like to stop to smell the roses.

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