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Begins: Apr 25, 2008
Date: Wed, Sep 24th, 2008
Trip Distance: 30.6
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I feel like I should wrap up this whole journal thing with some poignant reflections, a laundry list of all the things I've learned and how they apply to real life. But now that I've spent a couple days back in DC trying to piece together my room/life, poignancy is just not coming. I guess could bore you with personal relevations and sentimental meanderings about the last 4.5 months, knowing that if you've made it this far, you would have to finish this one last journal entry. But that would even bore myself. I can say last these few things about readjusting to life back home:
- I am so happy to be eating well again. I have this unprecedented motivation to eat nutritional, small meals and keep my indulgances down. I scorn ice cream, turn my head at tubs of cookie dough, stick out my tongue at bags of doritos, and give sour patch kids the finger. I suspect this will last approximately one week before I start mawing into delicious cookies, chips, ice cream, candy, and pizza, and quickly gain back the 30 pounds that I lost. In fact, I kind of need to gain that weight back or else I will have to invest in a new wardrobe. Imagine the new skinny Jay walking into a job interview, and before he can even shake hands with anyone, his pants plummet to the floor since there is no hearty waistline to hold them up any more. All I know is that I have sworn off PopTarts for ever, hoping to begin eating bowls of fairly bland and sugar free oatmeal for breakfast. Other than that, I'll probably eat a bagel or two, a Snickers here and there, chips, cookies, and the very occassional Lipton Side. And I will hopefully resume eating huge resturant meals, since there are some particurlary delicious DC eateries that I have been fantasizing about the entire trip.
- I've only been in DC several days, but I already have the sensation that very little has changed. This makes sense, as it was only 5 months, and I've lived here for 3 years. Many hikers use the trail as a jumpboard or transition to some bright new epoch of their life, which probably makes the journey a lot more real. But as I settle back into my regular life, living in the same room in the same house, frequenting the same bars, hanging out with the same friends, having the same stuff (don't get me wrong; I love my house, relish my favorite DC watering holes, and adore my friends), my journey is seeming more and more like a surreal dream in which very little time actually passed. It's an odd sensation - I'm almost in disbelief that I could have walked 2600 miles over 4.5 months, through three states, border to border. While hiking, it seemed so long, so monumental, so epic, but upon return to find that very little has actually changed home...it makes the entire hike seem unreal. Anyway, enough on that.
- I can't help but feel a little over-proud and cocky about this accomplishment. I'm sure this will pass too, but as I've resumed biking everywhere, I like to imagine that everyone who sees me thinks "oh look there is another DC youth, thinking he is cool and stylish but is actually just like everyone else." But NO. I'm not like everyone else you judgemental ass. Because I just walked a whole shit ton of miles and am more special and bad ass because of it. However, I realize that my journey was not any more interesting than what other folks may or may not have done this summer. And I'm not necessarily any more interesting because I took this trip. I just have good stories and awesome pictures, and was able to escape the sweltering DC humidity for one summer.
If you've actually read all my journal entires from this trip, I'm impressed. Reading back though them, I kind of think the majority are pretty boring, and they do get repetitive, and I tend to just list a bunch of names sometimes. In part I want to be able to read back though this journal in 15 years and remember who I was with and what happened. That is why I may have tended to ramble on meaninglessly at times. In any case, thanks for reading. If you have any questions, thoughts, comments, concerns, Christmas wishes, or salubrious recipies, feel free to email me or just post a note in my guestbook, which I'll be checking occassionally.
Cheers and goodnight,
Jay, or Stabby McNeckbeard.
Jay Hikes The PCT!
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