My second post for “The Making of a Thru-Hiker” column (in Women’s Adventure Magazine): Tips on how NOT to train for a long-distance hike!
I thought I was dead. Supine in front of an altar, looking up at the vaulted ceiling, I felt like someone in a casket. My husband, Porter, stood over me. “Time to get up and hit the road,” he said.
We’d spent the night in the sanctuary of a church in a sparsely populated village in Virginia. They offered overnight refuge to long-distance bicyclists like us. Swaddled in my sleeping bag, I wasn’t dead….
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