It’s official. I have just gotten back from the doctor. I have a stress fracture. I’ll be in a boot for 6-8 weeks. There’s every reason to think my foot will heal completely, but not before the end of the hiking season. I’m off the trail for this year. Though I am terribly disappointed, I will simply make plans to heal up and try to finish next year.
Today I will feel very sorry for myself for the rest of the day. There will be ice cream and wine involved. Tomorrow I’ll begin making a new plan for the future.
But here’s what matters: even if I’d have known this was going to happen, I would still have started hiking the trail. It’s been an amazing adventure. And my adventures are not over.
I have some ideas about what to do next. And I’ll work on them tomorrow. Today I get to be a baby about this. I’ll cry and be mad and whine. But just for one day. I’ll be a grown up tomorrow and make a new plan.
I will always be: Plan B