Friday, July 26, 2019
Two Day Total: 55.7 (33.5+22.2)
Total Trip Miles: 1,785.6
61 Running Days
Yesterday was a cold day. I don’t listen to music very often. Even though it is extremely lonely I still prefer my surroundings over music, but yesterday was a music day. The wind was blowing hard as a head wind and it was slow rolling hills. My energy level was not the highest and each step felt heavier than the last. So after a few hours of what felt like running with ankle weights I took out my phone and loaded pandora. (Fun fact: Pandora does not exist down here in Peru, but since my service is in America I will get it.) I stopped running and thought about what to put on. Normally my mind goes straight to the only two options I ever really listen to. Kenny G or The Lumineers. Everyone and then I go with a few others but I ultimately decided on my favorite and put it on Kenny G. I was hoping my favorite song would come on but it took over an hour before it did.
The run yesterday was nothing but sand and a Coca Cola sign (which I set my tent up behind.)
With the wind blowing, my face getting cold, and music playing I just kept pushing. After 33 miles I was to cold to really wanna continue and that’s when I seen the cola sign and figured it could help with the wind. (It didn’t) once my tent was set up the wind threatened to rip it down. I got inside, hands freezing, face frozen, and my stomach was begging for food. I couldn’t keep a fire lit because of the wind and i was getting to cold to build a wind block so I just rolled over and tried to sleep.
Waking up I was slow to get up. My body needed food but the wind was still strong. I ate some peanut butter and just figured I’d get on the road and get to Tacna as fast as I could.
Along the way cars and trucks still honked to see if I needed a ride. A few cars stopping and offering water. As I ran the stretch I just kind of blacked out. I don’t remember much. I remember starting and I remember coming over a hilltop and seeing the town down in the valley. I must have just been in a zone. But toping the hill and seeing the town made me smile. A warm meal was just a couple miles away. I picked up my pace as fast as I could without letting the cart get out of reach and go speeding down the hill without me. At the bottom I seen a small hostal and across the road from it a farmers market. So I decided it wa a good place to stop. Heading into Chile within the next few days I knew I couldn’t take much fresh stuff but I did end up getting a few potatoes and eggs.
By Sunday/ Monday I’ll be in Chile. I’ll go through the border crossing and border agency will probably search everything. I’ll have to find a place to exchange my money into Chilean pescos. Last time while in the Navy I was in Chile the prices are fairly close to Peru but a little more expensive: still cheaper than the states.
I’ll be heading towards the town of Arica in Chile. The hopes of finding a new water jug (my broke) and maybe a new pair of shoes. Mine have almost 1000 miles on them and I’m starting to feel it.
Tacna seems to be a nice little town but I won’t spend much time here. I ordered some Peruvian pizza and that’s about it. Just a shower (first time in over a week) and then just rest up for tomorrow.
To my vets:
Love- the reason you do something.
Passion- the fuel for what you do.
If you do something you live with no passion your flame can slowly go out, if you do something you love and have a passion for your work will forever have a source of fuel and will always burn.
Don’t do something just because you like it, find something you enjoy but have a few passion for. Then and only then will it last a lifetime.