Running isn’t the same as backpacking. This realization dawns on me a week before I begin my hike of the PCT. That’s fine. No regrets. I’ve spent the last 9 months or so taking up trail running as a serious hobby. It’s not like that time spent is going to hinder me out on the PCT. When I put my pack on for the first time in half a year, I’m reminded of the way the it weighs down my shoulders and wraps tightly around my waist. It reminds me the backpacking is not the same running, and I feel a shift take place. I’m not a runner right now. I’m a backpacker.
I feel prepared heading into my attempted southbound through hike of the PCT. Strengths? Did the JMT last summer and held up well. Good and light gear. Feel good about the quality of food sent in my resupply boxes. Financially secure. Doubts or questions? Snow levels in Washington to begin my hike. Big water carries when I get to Southern California. The inevitable lulls of hiking for 4-5 months.
I’m excited this is happening at last. I was set to hike the pct in 2020 and then COVID happened. Not getting a chance at the pct last year and still having that desire to do it this year feels good. The time has made me even hungrier and more confident that I could take on this endeavor. This isn’t just me going out on a whim. I’ve wanted this for two years now and I’m about to take my best shot.
