It took all day but I made it from my house to Hwy 126. The walk was 13 miles and when Leonard picked me up it was 96 degrees. I am exhausted and too sore to sleep. The reflective heat against the concrete and asphalt walkways was almost too much. I knew I was hitting a danger point at the end when I went past hot and started thinking that the heat felt good. At the same time I started to fill my stomach contents trying to rise. I decided I had better find some shade, rest a bit, and slowly drink water. It worked and I was able to finish my walk.
Luckily, Joey got a job working at a machine shop for his girlfriend's dad. He makes airplane bolts. I say I am lucky because he can't drive me to Ventura tomorrow. I am too wiped out to walk tomorrow. Leonard has to go to Santa Barbara on Friday so he can drop me off and I can walk to the campground. I hope they will have a space available.
Although I am completely exhausted, I love the feeling. I used to love Fridays when I would go to puck practice for two hours then play three games of hockey later that night. I look better after my walk. I am an outdoors person. I was not meant to be a House Frau.
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