It's getting so close to liftoff that it might be okay to start counting it in hours rather than days! Yep, it's really that close. I leave in four days. FOUR!! Holy hills of green, Batman.
To say that I'm preoccupied with thoughts of hiking Ireland again would be an understatement. A major one. I can't think about much else, but can you blame me? Two weeks of trekking around the Emerald Isle is just around the corner.
Have I mentioned that since returning to a full-time desk job, I've not walked a single mile? Yeah, that's not good. It's been well over a month since I've put any miles on my boots, which means that my endurance will be nonexistent. Wonder how those first fifteen miles on day one are gonna be? It's funny now, but I'll keep you posted on that. It won't be so humorous when my tank runs dry and there's still another seven miles to go. Oh well, thankfully, I've always had Scarlett O'Hara's ability to decide to think about that tomorrow. It's a gift.
Speaking of gifts, I bought those undies that you can wear for like a week or two...Lauren's dwarf told us about them three years ago when he set out for a month of hiking with only two pairs of undies. We thought that sounded pretty damn gross, but he swore by them. Turns out, they sell them at Islamorada Outfitters and I bought some. The owners swear that you can wear them all day and then wash them out at night and they dry in twenty minutes or so. They're not cotton either, so they stay dry when you're sweating your backside off. It feels odd to pack for a two week trip and take only two pairs of skivvies. Never fear, I'll keep you abreast of that situation, too. No secrets here. I know how much you like that.
Last night, I printed out the email confirmations for every night's accommodation, the train, and my flight itinerary. It's stacked on my desk under the maps. You know what that means, right?
Drum roll, please....
FOUR DAYS!!!
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