Friday, August 18 Walk: 13 miles Bike: 28 miles Ox Cart: 0 (woo hoo!) Didn't get any numbers but it was definitely cooler and less humid! Maybe it was the nicer weather, maybe it was having that 20-mile rest yesterday, but I felt strong walking. I was mostly among the middlers, but a couple times found that I powered up to the front. Until I got told that the lead car wanted me to slow down. Foolish, yes, to admit that I felt confused and ashamed, as though I'd committed some flaming faux pas. I didn't understand and didn't want to be a trouble-maker; I slipped to nearly the back of the pack, hugging the white line. As with any group of people, there is some drama. I don't want to be the cause of any; I try to stay invisible. I'd unintentionally broken out of stealth mode and hoped this would put me back in it. Meanwhile, Jim was still struggling, on and off the ox cart. His feet...there are healing blisters, developing one...
Mom, just throw a bit or two out there, don't worry about presentation, we're reading and following along!
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