Trail Update #3: Tired. 

I may actually be the worst blogger there ever was. And I’m okay with that. I thought I’d have SO much time to post updates while thru hiking and I thought that I’d have endless things to write about. Stories I’d want to tell. But I just haven’t really wanted to. I hike from sunrise to sunset. I sleep, eat outrageous amounts of food, and hike. Katahdin is always on my mind. Maine is always on my mind.

Right now I’m at the White Moutain Lodge and Hostel in Gorham, NH sitting in a comfy bed, taking my 6th zero day (no miles hiked) of this whole trip. This is my favorite hostel I’ve stayed at so far on the trail. I highly recommend this place. They are in the process of changing their name to “Rattle River” I believe just so there isn’t any confusion future AT hikers☺️  We’ve hiked almost 1900 miles. We’re at mile 1891- ish. My mom and I did the WCM traverse (Wildcats, Carters, Moriah) yesterday. And we are toast. My ankles are aching, my knees are throbbing, and my writs have taken too much impact from my trekking poles. So much so that my hands go numb. I haven’t had feeling in my toes for about 3 and a half months. And my body is constantly in pain. I wake up constantly throughout the night because I just hurt. Literally everything hurts. All the time. I’m ready to finish the trail and looking forward to sleeping… A LOT.

The Appalachian Trail has been weird for me in the sense that I love it and hate it at the same time. I’ve never had so much fun and been so bored. It constantly changes. It’s really an emotional roller coaster. A good day always follows a bad day. I love the people I have met. I love eating whatever I want. I love hiking. I love being outside. I love being able to constantly work towards a goal. I love being with my mom. I love the adaptivness I have gained throughout this trip. I love the mountains.  But I’m tired of the repeativeness. I’m tired of my body constantly being in pain. I’m tired of walking into spider webs dozens of times a day. I’m tired of hiking. I’m tired of being tired. And I miss my family in friends.

We have under 300 miles to go. I know we can do it, and I know we will. I am excited to be done but I know I’m going to miss the simplicity of all this. I’m going to miss my tent. I’m going to miss finding a place to sleep every night. Im going to miss being Baguette. I’m going to miss hiking with my best friend everyday. Even though it hurts, even though I’m exhausted. I know I’ll miss parts of it. So ready for Maine. I’m excited for what’s to come and looking forward to naps. And real food. Also I eat a lot of Little Debbie’s now. Yes like the one I smashed off a tree in my Badger sponsorship video. I’m not sorry?