Kookork
10-23-2011, 00:43
I was struggling this summer in a 550 miles thru hike here in Canada with my dog thinking about whether or not I have enough willpower to push to the end. It was day 29 and in my case it meant 29 days of almost solitude of me and my dog.
I was carrying 55 pounds of load( dont look at me like that, I am not stupid,it happens when your only suitable backpack weighs 8 pounds only).
That particular morning I lost my dog in the forest for about an hour. A cute 4 years old sheltie. He was not just a dog. He was my dog. The dog. One that I had done Everything in my power for him in last 4 years.Aside from living with my dog, I am an extreme loner.
I was in hell for an hour. Then I found him. Behind a fence that was not passable for him and I did not notice. Actually he found out a way to pass the fence but since I was gone for a while he decided to stay beside the fence for me to come and find him.
I just hugged him and cried for a long time. He was just happy to find me again and he was safe and sound but I still could not stop crying. <O:p></O:p>
When I settled down and started hiking the trail again nothing in this world seemed difficult to me anymore. Nothing.
Finishing the remaining half of the trail was like a piece of cake after that. I started to push harder and harder and never looked backed again. Two weeks later, I was taking the last photo in northern Terminus.
Sometimes the reason that changes your whole attitude about the thru-hiking is that simple and trivial.
<O:p</O:p
What pushed me the first 29 days? It is very simple. In my fragile moments when I am thinking about quitting, I ask a simple question and here is the question:
<O:p</O:p
Which one is more painful for me?, pushing a few more weeks to finish and enjoy the sense of accomplishment afterward or quitting and blaming myself for the rest of my life. Honestly I am so good in blaming and beating myself up in cases of failure that I prefer to go thru hell and not quit and give a chance to my subconscious and conscious to blame me for the rest of my life which is most probably not a short one. Hikers normally live long.
<O:p</O:p
I am so scared of being punished by my own conscious for quitting that I am going to test my willpower thru-hiking the AT. <O:p></O:p>
Before accomplishing a thru hiking of AT and many other major trails nobody in the world can guess accurately how determined you are to finish the trail But I believe many of the hikers know the real answer to this question even before starting the first steps. Some quit before start but they need time to come to this bitter reality. I need to know how long and how far I can push myself. Anything before that is just assumption. That is why I hike.
Good Hike
I was carrying 55 pounds of load( dont look at me like that, I am not stupid,it happens when your only suitable backpack weighs 8 pounds only).
That particular morning I lost my dog in the forest for about an hour. A cute 4 years old sheltie. He was not just a dog. He was my dog. The dog. One that I had done Everything in my power for him in last 4 years.Aside from living with my dog, I am an extreme loner.
I was in hell for an hour. Then I found him. Behind a fence that was not passable for him and I did not notice. Actually he found out a way to pass the fence but since I was gone for a while he decided to stay beside the fence for me to come and find him.
I just hugged him and cried for a long time. He was just happy to find me again and he was safe and sound but I still could not stop crying. <O:p></O:p>
When I settled down and started hiking the trail again nothing in this world seemed difficult to me anymore. Nothing.
Finishing the remaining half of the trail was like a piece of cake after that. I started to push harder and harder and never looked backed again. Two weeks later, I was taking the last photo in northern Terminus.
Sometimes the reason that changes your whole attitude about the thru-hiking is that simple and trivial.
<O:p</O:p
What pushed me the first 29 days? It is very simple. In my fragile moments when I am thinking about quitting, I ask a simple question and here is the question:
<O:p</O:p
Which one is more painful for me?, pushing a few more weeks to finish and enjoy the sense of accomplishment afterward or quitting and blaming myself for the rest of my life. Honestly I am so good in blaming and beating myself up in cases of failure that I prefer to go thru hell and not quit and give a chance to my subconscious and conscious to blame me for the rest of my life which is most probably not a short one. Hikers normally live long.
<O:p</O:p
I am so scared of being punished by my own conscious for quitting that I am going to test my willpower thru-hiking the AT. <O:p></O:p>
Before accomplishing a thru hiking of AT and many other major trails nobody in the world can guess accurately how determined you are to finish the trail But I believe many of the hikers know the real answer to this question even before starting the first steps. Some quit before start but they need time to come to this bitter reality. I need to know how long and how far I can push myself. Anything before that is just assumption. That is why I hike.
Good Hike