Mostly writing this for my future self or anyone else who has a hard time with new situations, sensory overload, and feeling guilty for not enjoying every minute of a “vacation.”
Reflections on my five days of camping and hiking down the California coast in April of 2022. (Mostly a post for my future self, but feel free to read)
I spent the day yesterday hiking around Barro Colorado — the Smithsonian Institute’s research island in the middle of the Panama Canal. This was my first rain forest experience, and I’m both glad I went and much more aware of how totally un-equipped I am for tropical living.
Today, day 192 on the road, it was time to stop. To sit still for a while, and breathe, and reconnect with myself.
If you haven’t seen Barry Schwartz’s TED talk on the Paradox of Choice, well, I recommend it. I also feel like I’m living it these days — when the world is your oyster, where do you even begin?
Regardless of what I might have thought about the Lake Sammamish Half Marathon had events unfolded more auspiciously, it shall forever be recorded in my memory as the race without (enough) port-o-potties.