The end... or a new beginning.

And with the end of the weekend drawing near, it finally ends. 132 "weekends" of hiking in a row. It has been coming slowly but surely. I am choosing for it to end.

So now that I'm done with that commitment, I think it's time to make some new ones. Here are two: sell my house and get my masters.

Oh, and start hiking again next week.

Week 132 Mar. 10 - Black Diamond Coal Mine

It is May 17th and I am updating the blog...

Back on a real trail this week, but I got a little lost and wandered on to a major road, which I ended up following for more time than I was on trails.  I found a hike relatively close to home and with some good distance.  I took off from a road and was walking in a mountain bike trail system.  It was open to hikers too, but it seemed obvious hikers were less frequent visitors.  After a few miles, I wondered out into a neighborhood.  I ended up trying to force a loop and got on a country road walking the wrong direction, I was able to find out later.  

I walked by a little league baseball/softball park and saw some people in the parking lot.  I asked where a street was, and I found out I was heading the wrong direction.  I ended up walking a long way along the side of a road then along a train track. Eventually finding my way back to the car via trails.

Week 131 Mar. 3 - Ft. Steilacoom Park

It is May 17th and I am updating the blog...

This is when I knew the end was almost upon me.  I walked for an hour around a pond talking to two friends on my cell phone.  I was exhausted and remember feeling guilty about not doing any training for a marathon, which eventually became a half because of an injury.

A nice park, but I don't think this was a legit hike.