A leap of faith.
I decided I wanted to do it. I wasn't happy with life, love, or my job so I figured, "What have I got to lose?" I sold everything that didn't fit in my truck, literally everything. I quit my job where I would have been made CEO this year had I stayed (according to succession planning). I drove my truck to my mom's house in Texas and took a flight to Atlanta. That's it.
After that, I just walked north and enjoyed breathing air again. It was supposed to be a complete reset on life. In many ways it was. I enjoy life and love now, but still dread going to work everyday. I made the mistake of coming back to the same field that I left; a little different view, but same field.
There really isn't much to hiking the AT. Lone Wolf on Whiteblaze often says "it's only walking" and I tend to agree. The hiking part is the easy part, it's the things and people that get left behind that are difficult. I didn't want to wait until I was retired and I missed my shot when I was a kid, so I took a leap of faith and just went. If I had it to do over again, there would be no hesitation. I was very lucky in the fact that my family offered me their complete emotional support. Genuine Draft and I got back together the week before I left for the trip and have been going strong ever since. It cost me a lot of money, both at the time and future earnings, but the mental rewards are worth tenfold.
Only problem is the addiction factor. It takes a great deal of willpower to stay home and go to work at a job I don't like when there are so many long trails out there. I'll go again in the future, but for now I'm being the good boyfriend while my girl is going to school. When she graduates, well let's just say negotiations have already begun.
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