day two theme: slow and steady meets live to fight another day.
we woke up stiff and sore at 5am on day two. after a little bit of moving around most of our muscles had loosened up (i never could shake the tightness in the back of my left knee though) but i at least was not moving quite as quickly as the previous day. hence the first half of the day's theme: slow and steady.
day two's route was the exact same as last year's except that we walked it in reverse, so we began our morning along the gateway trail.
the morning seemed to just fly by - we walked the first 8 miles without much of a thought - time really does fly when you're having fun! (and gorgeous scenery doesn't hurt either.)
at one point we were walking past another gorgeous lake, it was clam and clear as glass and i spied two swans floating by a dock, i said, "oooooh meghan look! swans!!" and meghan burst out laughing and said, "those are plastic swans."
so that made for a nice running joke for the rest of the walk - everytime we saw lawn ornament animals we would say, "oooooh bunnies!!" or "ooooooh bears!!"
so we continued to walk and walk and walk and those 8mi that flew by in the morning seemed like a dream... my stride was getting shorter and stiffer and i had a few blisters on the bottom of my right foot that were yelling at me.
but there were some distractions: like these awesome old cars wearing bras:
but when i reached the pit stop at mile marker 17 even cars with bras couldn't distract me from the fact that i was fading fast and there were still 6 miles to go. i worried that if i pushed through and finished the day that i would not be able to do the entire full day on sunday... after much internal debate (and i'm still not certain i made the right call) i decided to take the bus back to camp and the live to fight another day was added to the day's theme.
meghan was still feeling good enough to keep walking and she walked the last 6 miles by herself. yay for meghan!! she is the day two superstar!!!
the busses that take walkers back to camp are called the sag busses (which stands for support and gear). so i was sagged back to camp, and upon arrival they passed out legacy pins to everyone on the bus that said "sagged and proud." well, i was sagged, but i don't know that i was terribly proud of it... but i put it on my lanyard anyway, it seemed to be the honest thing to do.
at least it's a cute little bus.
back at camp i showered and then got my blisters lanced in the medical tent (next year i am totally remembering to pack my own blister lancing supplies), met back up with meghan, ate dinner, and crashed in our little pink tent for the night.
and thus ends day two.