For the past 3 days I've been considering finishing the trail early. I never thought it would come to this. I'm 1300 miles into the trail and am having a rough time keeping my spirits up. So, what's going through my head?
I have hiked switchback over switchback over drainage over drainage and have been having a blast for the most part.
Hiking 1300 miles is a ton! I've enjoyed it, but lately I'm not enjoying it. I'm not going to miserably put myself through another 1300 miles when I could be helping my dad on the farm, hanging out with my boyfriend, hanging out with my family, learning how to surf, and getting my license to work as a Hygienist (which I'm really excited to start). All the possibilities of everything else is going through my head.
It's a weird concept. I've been wanting to hike the PCT for Multiple Sclerosis since 2006 and now I am wanting to say that 1300 miles is enough (which is a ton). I haven't received a donation in at least a month, and my extended family has given most of the money donated. It's great that I have inspired people. I'm still going to be the same adventurous person and do wild things quite frequently. When it gets to a certain point, you just know it's time to move on.
This brick wall feels thicker than anything I've ever experienced. It's ironic because I know for a fact that my body can easily finish the trail.
A peice of me feels obligated to keep trekking. There have been some amazing people cheering me forward, and I love that! I hope no one is let down. It's been an amazing experience and I hope people have grown with it, as I have. No regrets here. I think I might go hitch to a surf town and learn how to surf like I've always wanted.