A big part of conditioning for my 5-month trek in May has been loading my backpack up with 20-30lb of weight and exploring random trails. When trying a new trail, something that I have noticed about myself is that when a weird turn in the road comes, I don’t see a marker where I thought I would, or the path diverges into two different trails–I will often get concerned that I’m off track.

Believing that I missed something, and already plotting how to get out of the situation I’m in. I realized that often times I think I’m further ahead than I really am. After some more walking, and checking my map–what I always realize is that I was on the right track all along. I didn’t have the patience. Unknowing makes me uncomfortable. I begin jumping to conclusions.

Applicable to a lot of aspects of my personal life, I hope that this can serve as a reminder that you are, really, on the right track. Your next marker is just around the bend. Don’t get ahead of yourself.