On the morning of August 2nd I started walking home from Silver Lake, and 5 days, 128 miles, 20 cities, 53 walking hours, and 4 boxes of blister band-aids later, I made it home by the projected time.

There was even a finish line to break when I arrived at the Whistle Stop to rehydrate with friends and family. It was a challenge to do alone, and admittedly I had moments where I doubted it could be done, but after over a day of rest, I’m feeling great, healing fast, and anxious to reflect on the experience.

I’ll do my best to post more detailed day-to-day accounts of my journey throughout this next week. But I am in the process of moving into a new home, and as everyone knows, this takes time, even without sore feet.

But before I do, I would like to thank everyone who helped make it happen: to Joel & Katie, Blake & Jenna, and Joanie for feeding me and letting me stay in your homes along the way; to Tyson, Diana and Spencer for coming up to camp (Tyson especially for the amazing foot massage and pb&j sandwiches); to Lori for lending me your camera, and walking the last 2 miles with me; to Jaime for the celebratory decorations; to my parents for being there; and to everyone else who offered words of encouragement along the way; but most especially to Lily for, on top of everything, providing me the strength to pursue my wild whims.