Thinkings

I took my pack out for a trip yesterday. Bought myself new hiking shoes, and needed to wear them in, so I walked into the city, and did a little over 6 miles with 25 lbs on my back. Needless to say I woke up this morning sore all over! It frightens me a little - I will be going more than twice that amount on even my shortest day! It's also inspiring to get some practice in. I'll be walking in to work probably starting this week, if it's not bitterly cold out. I was hoping it would be warmer by now. . .

During all those miles, I had quite a bit of me time. Mostly I was signing the 2 lines "Damn, she's a sexy b*tch, a sexy b*tch, damn she's a sexy b*tch. Damn, girl!" over and over (and over). There were some moments, however, when I realized that during my four weeks of hiking I probably won't be singing parts of a song stuck in my head (I'd better not be, anyway - I think I'd have to be institutionalized if that were the case). That's a LOT of alone time. I know I'm stinkin' awesome, but THAT awesome? Is ANYONE that awesome?? Please, for the love of all that is good in this world, let there be amazing, friendly, appropriately chatty people on this hike.

Another big worry, as dumb as it is, is how I'm going to cope with non-ice water. Seriously, there is NOTHING better than a big glass of ice water giving you brain-freeze on a hot summer day. And this is Europe we're talking about here. Not only will the fountains along the route not be ice water (duh), but even the restaurants will not supply ice. And many of them are so small (read: population 200) that they may not even HAVE ice. I seriously don't know what I'm going to do. When I'm working out, freezing cold water is the only thing that keeps me going.

June is creeping up faster than I'd like to admit. With all the superficial preparations I'm making, I hope I'll be really, truly ready for this adventure.