Somehow I secretly knew you'd be the one to ask me about this, and I love that. Outdoorsy folks, unite! :)
To be honest it sort of feels like the AZT attempt didn't happen? Or like, my year feels so starkly divided into before dead dad and after dead dad that anything from early spring feels lifetimes away and sort of ethereal/unreal.
When I do think about it though it feels fine, neutral, filled with lessons learned, and I'm definitely proud of myself for trying. There's a lot I'd do differently though, and no it doesn't at all feel complete for me. I am not exaggerating when I tell you that I still think about FKT-style hiking literally every single day, so...
Somehow I secretly knew you'd be the one to ask me about this, and I love that. Outdoorsy folks, unite! :)
To be honest it sort of feels like the AZT attempt didn't happen? Or like, my year feels so starkly divided into before dead dad and after dead dad that anything from early spring feels lifetimes away and sort of ethereal/unreal.
When I do think about it though it feels fine, neutral, filled with lessons learned, and I'm definitely proud of myself for trying. There's a lot I'd do differently though, and no it doesn't at all feel complete for me. I am not exaggerating when I tell you that I still think about FKT-style hiking literally every single day, so...